Saturday, May 19, 2012

The Start to our Journey

May 10th, 2012 will be a day I will remember forever! After being in the hospital for the 2nd time in under a month; I was anxious to find answers of why my little boy was so sick. Our first visit was in April they said Carson has got Parvovirus and that suppressed his red blood cells. After 2 bags of blood he was feeling good and we were able to go home. On May 7th, 2012 I called my dad to let him know he wasn't going to watch the kids, since Carson wasn't feeling good and I was taking him to the doctor. I burst in to tears sending my dad in a rush to get to my house. I knew something was wrong with Carson. My dad agreed that I should take him to the ER. So I rushed him to the American Fork ER. There they did testing and said he had "0" netropeana (spl?) part of his white blood cell. I would latter learn that is your "soldier" cell that fights infection. After 4 hours of waiting they told me I had to take him to Primary Children's. Luckily by that time my mom was able to be with me. We got settled in at PCMC that night and waited for answers. Wednesday we seen a hematologist named Dr. FluChel. He did a bone marrow biopsy. Thursday about 10AM he came to tell me the results. He walked in with a chair and sat down. The look on his face told me it wasn't good. "He has leukemia" came out as he sat down. My heart sank. He continued to talk, as I sat there in a blur. Why my little boy? Why has life been so hard for him? He asked me to call my husband, I feared that call. I pulled myself together and called Brant. He was quiet on the phone, and the doctor explained to him what he had just told me. We set a meeting up for noon to meet with the doctors. I then had to call my parents, and Brant's mom to come to the hospital to meet with us and the doctors. Carson slept through the phone calls thank goodness. And that is how our Journey to beat Leukemia started.



This was our first visit to PCMC while we were in the PICU.
This was our visit to American Fork ER
Carson and I waiting for answers.
Our escape outside before we got answers.
How is he sick? He is so happy!

Off to surgery to get his Port in. He was so brave and had to wear moms glasses. He made things easier for me. Though I should have been making things easier for him.

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