Cameron was diagnosed with Medulloblastoma in Febuary of 2008. After his tumor resection surgery, he underwent six weeks of radiation therapy and four months of chemotherapy. After these treatments, we went back into our "normal" lives and Cameron progressed well getting back into school and the day-to-day of being a little boy.



However, a routine MRI on March 19, 2010 showed his cancer had returned. On November 9th, 2011, Cameron finally conquered his battle with cancer when he opened his eyes to the joys of heaven. Even in these dark days, we know God has richly blessed us by putting so many wonderful people in our path during this journey and we are so very thankful for them all.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

A Big Week Ahead!

Tomorrow is the start of what will be a big week of testing for Cameron. In the morning, we have to be at Duke at 8am for his follow-up MRI followed by the pre-op appointment for the central line which will be placed on Friday. Thursday, Cameron again returns to Duke for an audiogram, echocardiogram, electrocardiogram, and a sinus series in Radiology. Friday brings about the much dreaded, but needed, central line for his chemotherapy as well as his third lumbar puncture. This line is much smaller than the one he had previously and apparently the children adjust much quicker to this particular line. We, of course, are praying Cameron adjusts accordingly. After a much needed weekend, Monday will be his final physical before treatments begin along with his kidney functioning test. But, Psalm 30:5 tells us “Weeping may endure for a night, but Joy comes in the Morning.” I say this because next Tuesday night at 7pm, our pastors and deacons will come to our house and any church members who would like to will be gathering in the sanctuary to pray over Cameron and our entire family as we begin our journey in the uncharted waters of chemotherapy. Until then, please continue to keep us all in your prayers as the next few days will be extremely stressful on us all, especially Cameron. And please pray each of these tests will come back with positive results; results we can all praise and glorify our Lord and Savior for.

Today, as I was sitting in the local coffee shop with Cameron, my cell phone rang and it was the scheduling coordinator for Dr. G’s office. As I sat there, watching my sweet angel eat his muffin, all the while listening to the words a mother never wants to hear, my eyes wondered above the window in the coffee shop. There was a passage from Hebrews written on the wall which says “Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” I stared at the words, not fully understanding how to internalize what it was saying. However, my bible sums this verse up so well. It says…The beginning point of faith is believing in God’s character – He is who He says He is. The end point is believing in God’s promises – He will do what He says. When we believe that God will fulfill His promises even though we don’t see those promises materializing yet, we demonstrate true faith. I don’t know what the end of this journey brings, but I’m clinging to my faith in Christ that He will be glorified when His promises are materialized.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

LeAnn,

Our thoughts are with you. Please let us know if there is anything we can do or if you need help w/ Connor. We love you!!!!

Maria, John and Nick

Anonymous said...

Tell the boys their Aunt Andrea loves them very much!! Tell Cam that I will be praying for him as I do every day! Tell them that I can't wait to see them...love you all

Anonymous said...

LeAnn, You will never know how your courage in sharing in this blog is blessing others! Thank you for allowing me to experience how God is working in your life. I am praying for all of you and so are members of my church. You are already bringing glory to God! I am so impressed with Cam's opportunity to design his hot wheels! Now that is cool!! As this next phase of treatment brings new challenges, I will step up my prayers even more. I love you and give my love to Ernest and the boys. Love, Aunt Jan