Jessica had forgotten to take a towel to swimming, so en route to Jake’s football Adam and I stopped off at the leisure centre. We deposited the towel and stood at the windows, looking in at Jessica and the other children enjoying their swimming lessons. After a couple of minutes Adam began to speak. Not angrily or upset, but softly with a tinge sadness.
“I miss going swimming”
(silence)
“Why do I have Cancer?”
(silence)
“Why can’t they just take it out of me?”
(silence)
Adam starting to get upset “Why do I have to have Cancer?”
(silence)
And more upset “I don’t like it”
(silence)
“I really miss going swimming”
(silence)
The silences were because I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t have any answers. I didn’t even have any words.
:0( Sometimes there are just no words. Adam seems like such a brave little man. As a parent I just can't imagine how difficult this awful illness must be for you all to live with and I look forward to the day I come on here and find a blog saying that Adam can move onto the 'next stage'. Lots of hugs to all of you from all of us. Lou, Ross & Finlay x
ReplyDeleteThats heartbreaking. Would he be allowed to go swimming when his counts are ok if he didn't have a line in?
ReplyDeleteThere are just no words. I am thinking of your family. I've put up a link to your campaign on my blog, and almost immediately someone has popped it onto their sidebar and donated already. I hope in a little way it spreads the word a tiny bit more. With love. x
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