08/06/2023
Well I might as well give a not so good update on my son. As almost everyone knows, he was diagnosed last year with Stage 3, Grade 3 stomach cancer. To say it's been the hardest year is an understatement. For those of you that have been following his journey, you know we have hit some very hard rocky bumps in the road and defeated all odds more than once. He has fought the hardest battle I've ever had to watch anyone fight. For that, he will forever be my hero.
Thursday, we finally went to UK for his MRI for very severe chronic headaches and pain that was so unbearable. The nurse came in and told us the radiologist wanted us to wait because his oncologist wanted to talk to me before we left. I already knew. My heart shattered into a million pieces and my whole world collapsed when my phone rang. Levi's cancer is back and he has 3 tumors in the back of his brain 🥺
As of right now, we have not been told a prognosis, we have not been given any treatment options, and we don't know if it's in other places as well. We just know it isnt good and average survival is usually 2-4 months 😭
This is who made me a mommy at 16. This is who I grew up with. This is my first true love, and knowing I'm losing him makes me physically sick. I hate the world, I'm angry, I'm sad, I'm depressed, I'm anxious. I worry for my other children. Most of all I feel a sense of dread. I want these days I have left to last forever.
As you say your prayers at night, could you slip in one for my baby for comfort and peace, and for his brothers and sister, his step-dad, and wife, who are hurting as well. Please keep his aunts and uncles, and his mamaw and papaw, and anyone who has ever got the pleasure of meeting the best person I know in your thoughts. Because if you know Levi, you would know that there is not a bigger hearted person out there than him.
He doesn't want anyone sad, he wants everyone to know he's ok and has accepted this to the best of his ability. He wants happy memories and a life of normalcy as best he can.
He told me the day he was diagnosed last July, that he would never die, because he would always be alive in my heart, the first place we met he said, which was while he was in my belly. And he's right. His strength and courage is the only thing getting me through 💔
I honestly don't feel like talking to many people right now because this is just so much to process, hence the reason I decided to make a public post. Just pray. That's about all I can ask for!
