I took Noak to his 6-year check-up in January of 2020. He has always been small but the pediatrician referred us to an endocrinologist to rule out that his slow growth was anything other than genetics.
A few weeks leading up to that appointment, we started noticing he was extremely tired, had lots of bruises, and completely stopped eating. We knew something wasn’t right. I knew they would do bloodwork at his appointment. We went on 3/4/2020, they did a psychical exam, determined his bone age, and did blood work. He was distraught and terrified of needles. They offered to let us come back another time since it was late. My gut was telling me to go through with it, no matter how much I wanted to turn around and take him out of there.
The next morning, at 8:30 AM, I received a call at work from the pediatrician telling me they received his results and it appears he has cancer from his bloodwork. We had to go pick him up from school that day and take him straight to the hospital to start treatment.
Our world completely changed that very moment with that one phone call, a day I will never, ever forget as long as I live.
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