Stories of Inspiration

Megan is a cheerleader at her middle school. While cheering at a school game,she got hit in the head with a basketball that seemed to just come flying out of the air. Because she felt nauseaous and looked a bit disoriented her coach suggested she might have a slight concussion and said we might want to take her to the ER to have her checked out. Being the often accused "overprotective" parents we are we decided to do just that.

It began with Kylie complaining of a headache. The pain would last briefly and then she acted fine. Looking back I feel guilty for thinking she was just being dramatic, but who actually assumes the worst about their child?

I still find it very hard to recount Tara's journey without getting quite emotional, but it is getting easier, as she is doing so well now - so here goes:

By Carol Baan

I hope you never have to hear the words “Your child has cancer”.

I hope you never have to hear “The prognosis is not good”.

I hope you never have to watch your child prepare to undergo chemo, have a “port” surgically implanted in their chest, be connected to an IV pole, look at you with fear in their eyes and say, “Don’t worry Mom, it’s going to be okay.”

I hope you never have to hold your child while they vomit green bile.

I hope you never have to feed them ice chips for lunch.