Since the start of 2016, Mason had been running low-grade fevers off and on. By the end of March, his hemoglobin was below normal. It should have been at twelve, but instead it was below five. This low level was a major red flag for his pediatrician, and he immediately sent us to the hospital in Macon.
By the time we got there, we knew Mason had something serious, but no one can prepare you to hear the word “cancer” in relation to your child. Everybody thinks, “Not my family. Not us.” After Mason was initially diagnosed, we spent two weeks in the hospital. During that time, the folks from Jay’s HOPE came to see us.
There are so many things affected by Mason’s diagnosis. Routines are different. He cannot play with his cousins as much as he used to because of his immune system. His brother does not always get the amount of attention he needs because we are focusing on Mason’s treatment.
From day one, though, the staff at Jay’s HOPE have provided tremendous emotional support. They have a supreme understanding of what we are facing and help us cope with life during cancer. They also help us with gas and meals. We drive more than 75 miles round trip at least once a week, if not more, for Mason’s treatment. Whenever we need support, Jay’s HOPE is there to help. To us, they are a light in the middle of the darkness.
-Brittany, Mason’s Mom