Today (July 16th) we got news that we never dreamed we’d have to hear. Lochlan was diagnosed with B-cell acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and our hearts are absolutely broken for him 💔.
Never in a million years did I dream this would happen to my baby. But now that we’re here we have no choice but to move forward, one step at a time together.
Thankfully, this type of leukemia is the “best” kind to get. The survival rate is nearly 99%. And the doctors said we caught it very quickly. So tomorrow he begins his treatments and I feel so incredibly helpless.
Being away from Luke, and the farm, is tearing us apart but the doctors gave us an estimated time of 1 month til home, so we are really hoping that is the case. Thankfully mom is there for him while we get through this, and Mitch will be doing a lot of back and forth over the next little while — home during the first part of the week and back here with me and Lochlan each weekend. But for now we think it’s best for Luke to stay home— although this momma is missing him beyond words. I wish I could magically be in two places at once.
Lochlan, the name, means “a warrior of strength and loyalty”, and we’re about to see my little warrior fight the biggest battle ever, and we know he will come out of this stronger and braver than ever.
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