This is a time for prayers. A sweet baby boy is fighting for his life. A mere 13 months old and he is on very borrowed time. His parents, who are so sweet and loving, are having to slowly watch their only child fight to even breathe.
This is when I hate my job.
ATRT has taken over his small little body. No matter how much chemo we gave him, no matter how many radiation treatments he had, this horrible cancer is taking over. His parents have decided to take him to the Hospice House to spend their last hours with him.
From the moment I laid eyes on him, I loved him. We all tend to find our "boyfriends" (aka favorite patients) and he had me from the first smile. I took care of him on initial diagnosis. I told everyone that I would fight anyone who tries to take my boyfriend away from me. His mom loved it and you know he loved it too! Even if he was not my patient, I would go out of my way to visit him. I'm thankful I stopped by to visit him on Tuesday. Tuesday was the first time I thought he looked small. It was the first time I thought he looked vulnerable. It was also the first time I saw in his mom's eyes how scared she was.
I ask you to pray for this amazing little boy. While I am devastated by the events that are unfolding, I am comforted to know that he is ultimately winning his battle against cancer. He will soon be pain-free, able to breathe with ease, and spending the rest of eternity with the angels, watching over us all.
I ask you to pray for his parents. They have been so strong for the past 5 months. They have watched their son go through surgeries, chest tubes, chemotherapy, radiation, hoping and praying that they would receive a miracle. Now they are going through any parent's worst nightmare. How do you say goodbye to your child? How do you hold them while they slowly slip away from you? Please pray for them, that they will find the strength to get them through, that they feel God's love surrounding them.
Lord, I know this is all in your plan. Thank you for letting me be a small part of Adrian's big life.