….104 Days Until Race Day
Say hello to Isaac.
Tomorrow is a BIG day for Isaac so today was for him in honor of his celebration tomorrow.
Isaac underwent 3.5 years of treatment after he was diagnosed at 17 months with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia (ALL).
Tomorrow is the one year anniversary of Isaac’s bell ringing. When a patient rings the bell, it means that they have completed their treatment.
It is a HUGE deal.
So, off of treatment for one year now, how has Isaac’s life been?
He has been able to return to normal in many ways; but he now deals with nerve pain and weakness in his hands and feet because of the chemo.
He struggles to hold a pencil/crayon for long periods of time.
There is anxiety and behavioral issues post treatment that Isaac’s family knows they may be dealing with for many years to come. But, as his mom says, “we will forever be grateful to have our beautiful boy with us!”
Isaac’s mom added, “Cancer can touch anybody; any family, any age. We did everything “right”. Grew our own organic baby food, breasted, you name it. But cancer still attacked our little boy. We need more research, we need more help, we need MORE to make sure these kids don’t have to endure treatments that have been in place for years and years; there has to be a better way and our kids deserve to have us try to figure that way out!”
Today’s run wasn’t all that great, but it was scheduled for 3-hours and I stuck with it until the end, just like Isaac did.
On this day, one year ago, Isaac was waiting to ring his bell the next day.
On this day, 11 years ago, I sat around ALL DAY doing nothing, resting my legs and waiting to run my 1st ever marathon the next day.
During my 3-hour run today, the day before I run my 10th Chevron Houston Marathon, I thought about how far I’ve come since running my first marathon and I thought about the words that Isaac’s mom included in his story…that these same cancer treatments “have been in place for years and years”.
Sure, I’ve come pretty far, but we haven’t gone far enough for our kids. That thought kept me going when I wanted to throw in the towel at the 2-hour mark today.
Isaac didn’t give in and he celebrated the end of his treatment.
I wasn’t about to give in either and I celebrated the end of my 3-hour run.
Who will you meet tomorrow?