I created this website in memory of an awesome kid, my son, Anthony. I want to celebrate his life. He touched the hearts of many during his 9 years with us, and I pray that he will never be forgotten.
I lost my child and best friend to cancer
It all started in January 1996 after Anthony, who was happy and healthy, began experiencing headaches and vomiting. Several doctors told us it was the flu and it would pass...but it didn't. His symptoms got worse and he was pulling his hair saying, "my head hurts Mommy, my head hurts!" I went back to the doctor and demanded some answers. They did an eye exam and told us his optic nerve looked funny, so they sent us for a MRI. I can remember sitting in the waiting room, waiting for them to call his name. We were both totally exhausted. After the MRI they gave us the horrible news that it was a brain tumor. At that point, I was scared, but I never thought it turn out to be fatal. The type of tumor was a Medulloblastoma, and it was located at the base of his brain. It was about the size of a walnut and fast growing. I can remember the diagnosis day so clearly...in the morning I was filling out a permission slip for a school field trip, and in the afternoon I was preparing for his brain surgery. It all happened in a blink of an eye.
I suffered right along with Anthony for 2+ years. I watched the cancer take over his body, as he went from an active, skinny boy, to a heavy, hungry boy in a wheelchair - who had to worry about vomiting and losing his hair...something no child should have to worry about. Oh how I wished that was ME going through this instead of him.
One of my favorite 'Anthony memories' is from Nov. 1997 (at this point Anthony had doubled his weight from the steroids and was in a wheelchair). He LOVED Hot Wheel cars and had some money saved to buy some, so we went to Target. Anthony asked his Step-Dad, John, to push his wheelchair off to the right towards the Salvation Army bell ringer because he wanted to give some money to someone less fortunate. I wanted to melt right then and there. He had no idea how sick he was.
♥He had such a BIG heart♥
Fast forward to May 22, 1997, Anthony's 9th birthday. We had an appointment with the oncologist. They told us the cancer was growing back and they gave him 6 months to live. I was numb and in denial after this. I NEVER thought he was going to die. I guess it was a defense mechanism to help me. He lasted 7 months and 1 day after that. I remember a nurse telling me after he passed away, "he lost the battle, but he won the war". I will always remember this phrase because after all, he is where we are all trying to get to.
This was Anthony when he was admitted to the hospital (Children's Hospital of Oklahoma). His brain surgery was the next day, and they finally gave him some medication to help the headaches and vomiting so he was able to eat something.
Anthony, me, and Bud the frog in recovery after his brain surgery. They prepared me for the worst; he might not talk, he might not eat, he might not sit up. But the first words out of his mouth after he sat up was, "Mom, I'm hungry, I'm thirsty!" I was thrilled!!!! He was one tough kid.
5/22/88 - 12/23/97
"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get" -Forrest Gump
Enjoy your children TODAY. Hug them tightly.
They are truly only on loan to us from God.
Thank you to all our family and friends who have helped us along the way.
Come back again, I'm still adding pictures and stories.