Amiee N Sadie

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The person who finds a cure for Cancer

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I pray for a cure so children everywhere can play, sing, run, dance, skip, scream, laugh, eat, jump, pounce, hug, draw, imagine, learn, feel, and grow without the worry of cancer in the back of their minds. We all have to work together as warriors for a cure so all this can become possible. So day after day I don't have to cry or worry...or see a friend in the hospital have to go through radiation or leaving for home on hospice. These are not childhood memories someone should have ever. This is why I'm praying for a cure.

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**WILMS TUMOR** Wilms' tumor is a cancer of the kidney that primarily affects children. Also known as nephroblastoma, it's the most common malignant tumor of the kidney in children. The peak time of Wilms' tumor occurrence is at age 3, and it occurs only rarely after age 8As a mother I feel the pain she goes through, she hurts, I hurt. She cry's, I cry. I wish somehow I can stop all of it. Why a child so sweet an so innocent should have to go through something so horrible. Cancer! As a mother we are supposed to kiss the boo boos away. But unfortunately not this boo boo. Try explaining that to your child why you cant kiss it away.I hate watching you lay there so scared and confused. I just wish there was something that mommy could do. I know you feel sick and i know you feel scared but hang in there baby, mommy's here. Your doing great doing what the doctors say. Just keep fighting Sadie it will all be over one day. I feel what your feeling an it doesn't feel good. We have to keep praying the bible says we should. I have feelings that I shouldn't say and when your old enough you can read them someday. I'm scared and my stomach hurts. I have a sharp pain shooting through my heart. Its hard to breath watching you cry. My tears pore like rain falling from the sky. Late at night I watch you sleep and I thank the lord your still here with me. I always ask and wonder why.. why her god why why why? I wish I could take the cancer away an go back to living our lives day by day. I'm sorry you lost most of your hair. It will grow back though I promise I swear. I feel it all with you baby so your not alone so watch out cancer its mommy and Sadie an were bad to the bone.

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Visit My WebsiteI HOPEI hope you never have to hear the words "Your child has cancer". I hope you never have to hear "The prognosis is not good". I hope you never have to watch your child prepare to undergo chemo, have a 'port' surgically implanted in their chest, be connected to an IV pole, look at you with fear in their eyes and say, "Don't worry Mom, it's going to be okay." I hope you never have to hold your child while they vomit green bile. I hope you never have to feed them ice chips for lunch. I hope you never have to watch the "cure" you pray for, slowly take away your child's identity, as they loose their hair, become skeletal, develop severe acne, become barely able to walk or move, and look at you with hope in their eyes and say, "It's going to be okay Mom." I hope you never have to stay in the hospital weeks at a time, where there is no privacy, sleeping on a slab, your face to the wall, where you cry in muffled silence. I hope you never have to see a mother, alone, huddled in a dark hospital corridor, crying quietly, after just being told "there's nothing more we can do". I hope you never have to watch a family wandering aimlessly, minutes after their child's body has been removed. I hope you never have to use every bit of energy you have left, with all of this going on around you, to remain positive and the feelings of guilt, sorrow, hope, and fear overwhelm you. I hope you never have to see your child's head bolted to a table while he receives radiation. I hope you never have to know what it is like to take your child home, (grateful but so afraid) in a wheelchair because the chemo has damaged their muscles, 35 pounds lighter, pale, bald, and scarred. And they look at you with faith in their eyes and say, "It's going to be okay Mom". I hope you never have to face the few friends that have stuck by you and hear them say, "Thank God it's all over" because you know it never will be over. Your life becomes a whirl of doctors, blood tests, and MRIs, and you tye to get your life back to normal while living in mind numbing fear that any one of these tests could result in hearing the dreaded words: "The cancer has returned". And your friends become fewer. I hope you never have to experience any of these things, because only then, will you understand