- Name: Ryan
- Location: Athens, Ga, United States
Our son Ryan was diagnosed with stage 4 Neuroblastoma in 2004. In 2007, my wife Missy was diagnosed with stage 2 triple negative breast cancer. On July 8th, 2009, Missy lost her battle to this horrible disease. 2 days later, on July 10th, Ryan also lost his. Together forever, they both watch over our family now from the heavens above. Below is our families journey through Ryan's treatments, along with the joy and laughter we tried to instill into our daily lives. Those days helped us all cope with the pain and suffering that comes with cancer and it's deadly treatments. Both Missy and Ryan endured high doses of chemo, radiation and surgeries. Over 150 nights spent in the hospital and many, many more days. More transfusions than I could count. Yet both Missy and Ryan took on each day with a positive attitude and warm smile for all their friends. We miss them terribly. They will always be a shining light in our lives.
Monday, July 14, 2008
To the E.R.-just to be safe.
I go back to see my plastic surgeon tomorrow. I am anxious to get moving on getting finished with all my stuff-especially before school starts back.
I want to share a funny story with ya'll. You may not think it is funny, though. We have a cat, Freckles. Not a pretty cat or a friendly cat. A lucky cat that Heidi rescued from a storm drain several years ago. Anyway, about two months ago, a small gray cat appeared in our yard. It was starving and very sweet and affectionate, cute, too. We fed it and it stuck around. I met my friend, Diane, a couple weeks ago for lunch. When I left I guess the cat jumped from the top of my car to the top side of the garage door. When I shut the garage door, the cat got trapped in the door. This same crazy thing had happened to Freckles last year, but Freckles was lucky (again) and managed to survive. This pretty kitty was not so lucky. Now all that sounds terrible, and isn't the funny part of the story. The funny part is that our friend, Barre, pulled up in the driveway and saw the backside of this cat sticking out of the top of the garage door and thought it was one of Ryan's tricks. He has had a gray cat (that goes to the hospital with us most times) for years. The kind that doesn't eat, poop, or meow. It just sits. Well, when they discovered it was the real cat, they tried to hide it from him thinking he would be really upset. He saw it and all he said was "Oh crap!". He and his dad buried it and said a few nice words. Crazy!
I will let you know how the drainage goes. Please pray it is all normal. Thank ya'll so much for your prayers and kind words. Love, Les, Missy, Heidi, Will, and SuperRyan