Wednesday, February 24, 2010
"I was diagnosed...."
It is a difficult thing as an adult to say these words and understand what they mean. The radio station I listen to is currently doing a radiothon to benefit Children's Hospital here in Seattle. Children's Hospital is a shining star in health care. They take care of children who need it regardless of economic ability. I have been listening all day and the thing that continues to bring me to tears is the interviews. I keep hearing children as young as 3 saying those words..."I was diagnosed....". They shouldn't even know what the word means.
Not all of the kids at Children's Hospital are dealing with cancer, but many are. Cancer is a miserable, terrible, cruel disease and the treatment for cancer is miserable as well. These kids who are going through chemo or radiation or stem-cell transplants are braver than brave and they don't deserve to be turned away because their families can't afford the treatment. I hope you will join me in supporting Children's Hospital. If you are a survivor who reads this blog, I want you to remember the first time you had to say those words..."I was diagnosed". If you are a parent who reads it, think about how your heart would hurt if you heard your children say those words.
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