As a baby, I was diagnosed with a brain tumor. I had to have a surgery, chemotherapy, tons of MRIs, and lots of medicines. There were a lot of things my family had to do and deal with. When I was 2, I finally finished treatment and my family thought our hardest times were over - but we were wrong! At 3, my tumor started to grow again and we were put back in treatment for two more years - and then we went on to radiation. It was rough going through everything once, and even rougher twice - but some things made t hose hard times easier -- the doctors support, family and friends who were so kind to me, and organizations who sent special gifts and did other nice things to make life easier for my family. Thank G-D, I'm 9 years old and I'm doing great - I still have lots of MRIs and doctors appointments to make sure things are ok and other medicines that I need to get - but I feel great and my tumor is finally gone! I hope all other kids who have to go through these kinds of things are as lucky as I've been!