It has now been 24 years since Alex stopped Chemotherapy. A lot has changed since then. Alex is now 30 years old and is working full time. He lives with his girlfriend.
Charlie and I separated in 2002 and were divorced in 2005. Samantha and I moved in with my father in 2002. My mother passed away in 2000 from a stroke. We lived with my father until 2008, he passed away in June of that year.
I started working full time in 2001. I had one relationship that ended badly before finding true love in 2008. I married again in 2009 and live with my husband in Saskatchewan. I am working part time and am the proud owner of five pugs. I have a page about the dogs on Facebook.
Samantha is working in retail part time and shares a town house with a couple.
Alex doesn’t remember very much about his treatment or any of the many procedures he had to endure. I think it is very fortunate. Most of the treatment and procedures were from the age of 3 to the age of 6. So I guess that is why. It is my understanding that most people don’t remember much before the age of 5.
Alex is suppose to go to the doctor yearly for check ups, I leave that up to him. The hospital contacted us when Alex was about 9 or 10. It was the research department at UBC Hospital. They wanted to know if Alex would participate in an exercise program. They wanted children who had been diagnosed with cancer to participate in their program. They had to use an exercise bike, they were monitored for breathing, blood pressure and pulse. I asked Alex and he wanted to participate. The women that were in charge were very impressed with Alex’s physical endurance. They said he was in very good physical shape and was in a minority. The majority of the children that were in the program, were not in very good physical shape. They thanked me for letting Alex become so active. I said well it’s pretty hard to keep Alex away from the things he loves to do. He loves playing street hockey and riding his bike, he’s an outdoors kind of person. They said most parents don’t let their children do any physical activities. They are afraid to let them do anything for fear they hurt themselves.
Life sure didn’t turn out like I thought it would. I never thought we would have to go through such a difficult time. As I was entering my blog daily, it would take me back. I could still visualize each time Alex went to the hospital. It was very painful time and the pain would come back. I found it quite depressing entering the journal. My hope has always been to help other people who might be going through a similar situation. In closing, I would like to thank everyone for taking the time to read my journal, liking different posts and the many comments. Blessings to you all!
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