But this year is different. Sure, we're still having lots of fun. Sure, we are crossing things off our summer bucket list. But this year we're fitting fun days in around a schedule that looks like this:
Thursday 8am - Declan to Children's Hospital - lump check
Monday 2pm - Declan to Variety Children's Heart Centre - echocardiogram
Wednesday 11am - Declan to Naturopath
Monday 9am - Declan to Dr. Lee - sores on head
Thursday 4pm - Declan to Children's Hospital - lump check
And so on, and so on. With a liberal sprinkling of Emergency Room visits, bloodwork, x-rays, etc. Right now we are anxiously waiting to hear when Declan's biopsy will be.
What? Biopsy? How did this become our life?
This boy - MY boy - is sick. Really sick.
He's had more days like this than we'd like. He has some mysterious lumps that have multiplied and grown. He has random fevers and swelling. He suddenly has an enlarged heart and murmur. He has days where he is a sad little lump who sleeps all day and all night. We don't know what's up. There are many theories floating around right now - maybe a virus. Maybe tuberculosis. Maybe even cancer, although nobody wants to say it. Personally, I'm praying for a virus. Ha. When do you hope your kid has a virus? When the alternative is too scary to comprehend, that's when.
So we keep on going. We have fun when we can and we go to the hospital when we need to. We are tired and we are terrified. And hopefully we will look back on Summer 2013 as the summer that our little buggar Declan gave us the scare of a lifetime due to a strange virus that ended up being no big deal. Fingers crossed, everyone.