Jackson is a full of life 4 year old who has come through a fight with cancer. As a baby he was diagnosed with Neuro-Blastoma. This is bad stuff. Today I share a post written by his mother to show you a little of the hell on earth that their family experienced. And yet, God walked with them all the way.
Photo 3: On Everett's birthday, we met with Jackson's oncologist, nurse and social worker, along with both of our parents, to discuss Jackson's treatment plan. It was then that we discovered Jackson had Stage 3, n-myc amplified high risk Neuroblastoma. We were told his treatment would last around a year in length and were given a 30-40% chance of overall survival.
In that meeting, I just felt myself getting madder and madder at what the doctor had to say. My child was not a statistic...they could take those numbers and shove them.
The first thing on the treatment plan was 6 rounds of chemotherapy and we were admitted immediately following that meeting to hydrate and begin the next day. This picture is taken during Jackson's first round of chemo; we were sitting on the floor with my mom and a couple other people, playing with stuffed animals as the chemo went through Jackson's CVL.
I've always looked at his face in this picture...having a blast eating goldfish and playing. Today, I looked at the picture and saw my own face and I realized I was trying very hard not to cry. Jackson could power through anything, and I needed to learn to follow his lead.
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