Diego is the most spontaneous little toddler. He has an older and younger sister so being the only boy definitely has its perks. His energy is unmatched early in the morning. He’s our ray of sunshine. So when he wasn’t acting like his usual self, I grew worried and anxious. Wondering why I wasn’t getting any answers from the ER, only temporary fixes with prescribed medication. We finally decided to go to a different ER and once we walked in, they attended our son before I could even sign in. Once they got the results of his blood work, all they could tell me is that he needed a blood transfusion due to him being life threatening anemic. Being in the same ER room with all these different doctors and nurses flowing in and out of the room just to take care of our little two year old, it’s a sight I wish no parent should ever witness. We were informed that he had to be transferred to TCH but to not worry since they’d come to us. I thought all our worries were over with, little did I know that they were just unraveling. Hours after we got settled in the PICU, they informed me that he had Leukemia. That was the first time I experienced tunnel vision and everything went mute. I couldn’t believe our little sweet boy had cancer. The beginning of his treatment started the next day. I thought I was alone but while he was hospitalized, the hospitals social worker came by and handed me so much helpful information and resources. I realized that I’m not the only parent going through this rough patch. I realized that I should be strong for my son and never lose hope or faith. Thankfully, he became cancer free one month later but we still have his 2 1/2 year treatment to go. It’s been quite a journey with all the outpatient visits, procedure days, 3-7hr infusion days, and routine check ups but nothing will ever be too much when it comes to our children’s health. Thank you so much and God Bless!