Hello everyone! It’s been a long time since I’ve updated Noah’s blog, approximately 7 months. Oops. I guess it’s because Noah has been doing really well so there hasn’t been much to share about this guy! We had an uneventful fall and winter for the most part. Noah wrapped up another running season in October with mom and enjoyed the winter relaxing at home with mom, dad, Kaycee, and Griffin (Kaycee’s boyfriend). Noah cleaned up at Christmas (not like a rehab sort of thing, but from gifts) and got a million cool new toys and the most presents under the tree. The new year started smoothly and we all endured a cold winter, but we survived!
In March, Noah got a nasty stomach virus that rocked his world for about 2 weeks. He made a few trips to the ER and spent 2 days in the hospital, but he finally kicked the infection! Thank goodness for Noah’s friend, Cassie, who helped him out in the ER and got him the treatment he needed quickly! Noah’s fortunate to not get terribly sick often, so we don’t spend a lot of time in hospitals. There are some new policy changes that are a little annoying, but we can understand why they need to happen. (Side rant) Noah was in the ER one night for several hours before he was finally admitted, but then they had to test him for CDiff and MRSA before he could be transferred to a room. Why is it not protocol to just test for those things in the ER when you arrive? It takes a few minutes to test and then around an hour to process. Noah was in the ER for at least 3 additional hours while they waited for these tests to come back before he could be admitted. It was very frustrating for everyone. (End rant)
I digress. Now let’s get to the real reason for my post today: It’s been 7 years since Noah was diagnosed with the dreaded c-word (no, not that word): Cancer. Ugh. It’s hard to believe it’s been 7 years. A lot has changed in that time: Noah graduated from high school, he aged out of high school, I graduated from college and grad school, and now we go to work every day. (Well, we call DSC work for Noah, but we all know he doesn’t do anything but play Yahtzee all day!) But seriously, 7 years. There are days it feels like it just happened yesterday, and then there are days it feels like it was a lifetime ago. I’m always so proud of Noah for facing this adversity with a positive attitude and that has helped our family keep our strength and humor through this process. Our motto has always been to laugh instead of cry. That’s working so far! On Friday, we will mark the 7th anniversary of Noah’s surgery that removed his testicle, and it’s nasty cancerous tumors. We have a picture of his tumorous testicle that my mom brings out every so often. It’s one of those funny things we do that no one else finds as funny as we do. I wonder why?! Either way, we get to celebrate Noah being a cancer survivor and still being cancer free!