northern exposure
Footballguy
The St. Louis Bob thread and other posters sharing stories about their loss of a child or the child becoming very ill has been dominating my thoughts lately.
My youngest son plays football and will be starting high school in the Fall. He was "recruited" by the dominant High School in the city to play for them. Last night the Coach had a Zoom meeting to let the parents and players know what his plans were given that COVID restrictions are starting to get lifted.
One of players on the call was a boy that was diagnosed with Cancer about 18 months ago. He played on the same minor football team as my son. I remember sitting at a practice with his Mom as she told us the story. One night after football practice her son said he felt a lump in his armpit in the shower and asked Mom to check it out. She said she expected to find a small lump from a hit he took at football practice. She was shocked to find a lump about the size of a tennis ball. As sheer terror flooded through her, her son looked in her eyes for a response. She said she knew she had to be strong for her son. She had to reassure him and not reveal the panic running through her brain. She calmly told him they would go to the Doctor and get it checked out. That was the beginning of their cancer journey.
It was sure great to see this guy smiling, looking healthy and ready to get out their and play some football.
So, I have rambled here. But, it felt good to type these things out so they aren't just rattling around in my head.
tl;dr version.
If you, your spouse/partner and your child/children are healthy, be thankful. I am not a religious person, but you are truly blessed.
My youngest son plays football and will be starting high school in the Fall. He was "recruited" by the dominant High School in the city to play for them. Last night the Coach had a Zoom meeting to let the parents and players know what his plans were given that COVID restrictions are starting to get lifted.
One of players on the call was a boy that was diagnosed with Cancer about 18 months ago. He played on the same minor football team as my son. I remember sitting at a practice with his Mom as she told us the story. One night after football practice her son said he felt a lump in his armpit in the shower and asked Mom to check it out. She said she expected to find a small lump from a hit he took at football practice. She was shocked to find a lump about the size of a tennis ball. As sheer terror flooded through her, her son looked in her eyes for a response. She said she knew she had to be strong for her son. She had to reassure him and not reveal the panic running through her brain. She calmly told him they would go to the Doctor and get it checked out. That was the beginning of their cancer journey.
It was sure great to see this guy smiling, looking healthy and ready to get out their and play some football.
So, I have rambled here. But, it felt good to type these things out so they aren't just rattling around in my head.
tl;dr version.
If you, your spouse/partner and your child/children are healthy, be thankful. I am not a religious person, but you are truly blessed.