It's looks like Jeremy's gonna be okay
after all.
Some of you may remember the story of
Loraine's nephew Jeremy; 3 and a half years ago he was diagnosed with
A.L.L., which is a form of childhood leukemia. It's a form of
childhood leukemia from which most people who have it recover, but
that recovery involves almost three years of treatments,
chemotherapy, and monthly doctor visits. Yesterday, Jeremy had his
final visit, and his sister Katrina then posted this picture on
Facebook--
After over three years of monthly
visits to the U-M Children's Hospital, where he received his
treatment, Jeremy's been given the all clear. Thankfully, the
leukemia is gone.
Yay!
I can't imagine what he's gone through
the past few years. I mean, can you imagine being a 12 or 13-year
old, being told that you have a potentially fatal disease, and that
the next three years of your life will be taken up fighting it? I
know I can't. Yet he's come through the past three years in great
shape, with good humor and an abiding love of “Star Wars”, which
I guess are two amazing things to have in a battle like this. Now,
he gets to resume the guise of a normal teenager and get on with his
life.
And, hopefully, not drive his dad
(Loraine's brother) TOO insane.
*****
In all the babbling about my black eye
the past few days, I forgot to answer a note I received from daily
blog reader Renee of Marquette Monday, who wanted to know how I was
handling the outcome of the Stupor Bowl Sunday, If you recall,
Friday I wrote I was looking forward to watching the Patriots lose,
and Renee just wanted to know how the evening went.
Well, Renee, it went. And that's all
I'm gonna say about that. Although you might be happy to know I'm
down to crying just two or three hours a day now.
8-)
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