Friday the 28th. Jennifer, the same nurse that gave us the tip about keeping a notebook , comes on her shift. They used mobile computers on stands for patient instructions and information. She keeps coming in the room and checking the computer for doctors orders. She must have suspected things were moving for us. Everything starts to feel like one of those seemingly impossible math word problems. Two or three trains coming from different directions, which one will get there first. Mathew’s vena cava collapses, his liver shuts down or he suffers a blood clot. A few hours later Jennifer comes in to tell us they have a bed for Mathew at Moffitt. She said, “I told them don’t give it to anyone else!” “Do I need to arrange transportation?” I asked, worried because I wasn’t sure how or where to start. “No.” Transportation was being arranged. We should get ready. It was early evening. Just myself and Mathew, no time to call anyone for help. This would happen mor...
A Journey through Sarcoma is a chronicle of my son's journey through Desmoplastic Small Round Cell Sarcoma. It is intended to educate and inspire by using Mathew’s thoughts and feelings, dreams and fears through a variety of mediums; art, music and writing. Sarcomas are the rarest cancers and predominantly affect the young. This is the story of Sarcoma.