A big milestone
When you face hard and tough times, milestones can be a saving grace. At the beginning of treatment, we marked the end of each phase of treatment with a celebratory nod. One thousand days of treatment is certainly something to mark in my book!
We knew from the onset that Felix’s treatment plan would be 3 years and 3 months. At the time, Felix was still a boy, a cute and chubby 10-year-old, Talia had just started secondary school and Rufus was a little poppet. I just couldn’t foresee the end of treatment in April 2019. The children would be three years older – for Rufus, a third of his life would’ve been influenced by cancer, Felix would be in Year 8 at secondary school and Talia would’ve started her GCSEs. The World Cup would’ve been and gone and Brexit wasn’t even part of our vocabulary back then.
From the point of diagnosis, our future had changed forever. All of our futures – the grandparents, the aunties, the uncles and our friends. All of our futures changed in a moment.
And here we are, edging closer and closer towards that finish line. The children have grown up into pretty normal kids – I think so anyway! Talia is blossoming and confidently stepping out in the world of study and work. Her humour continues to carry us through. Felix is growing into a strong and gentle young man – his increasing height continues to amaze me! Rufus is now exactly the same age as Felix as when he was diagnosed – that is something for me to get my head around!
At the end of the day, we are smiling and still living life.