Yesterday was our last of three years post stem cell transplant regular oncology checkups and bloodwork at CHEO. How naive was I when I thought we'd be done with cancer in 8 months of treatment maximum?! 😆 It's been almost 4 years since we started at CHEO!
On October 22, 2019 we started our medical journey at CHEO when we arrived for our first tests, so today we took a little trip down memory lane.
We started at the lab where we bumped into friends Paula and her boys Isaiah, Micah, and Theo who were also waiting for bloodwork. They were one of the many amazing families who helped during our battle. How fitting that we had a reminder of the army that helped us over the past 4 years.
Also fitting that while in the unusually long line waiting at the lab, CHEO's fearless leader, Alex Munter came along, said hi and set about trying to find out why the line up was not moving faster and updating us soon after. A simple example of the leadership at CHEO that has kept things moving for us even during the difficulties of the pandemic. In February 2020 Alex came to Ollie's hospital room after the story about his missing stuffed llama went viral. At that time Alex told Ollie if he needed anything to let him know. Needless to say, Ollie and I have taken him seriously and never been shy to ask for the things we think can make things easier for families like ours. In turn Alex has always considered every request or suggestion and done what he could to help. So in keeping with his action-oriented approach, he followed up tonight by email, asking our opinion on some other possibilities to make the lab easier and more efficient for families. How lucky are we to be able to influence even better care for CHEO families?!
After Alex left and we waited with our friends for a while, I did have to go into the lab reception area and advocate to be accelerated so that Ollie's bloodwork would make it into the courier by 2 pm to head to Germany for his final inclusion in Dr. Woessman's Anaplastic Large Cell Lymphoma relapse research and be tested one last time to determine if there is any Minimal Disseminated Disease (MDD). It has been negative (or clear) every single time we've done it the past few years. This has given me significant comfort in concert with his scans, even though the test is not yet widely used for lymphomas.
They did accelerate us to make the courier and Ollie was a complete champ. We did it so quickly that we forgot to ask for the freezing spray that numbs his arm before the poke and he didn't even make a peep and only mentioned it after we were done, saying his arm was a little sore. From a boy at least 3 of us had to hold down 4 years ago as he kicked and screamed during pokes even with freezing spray, to this calm and capable of handling anything boy. What a transformation.
On to oncology where we had a final checkup and they told me this was really it...that there would be a check in once a year, but no scanning unless there were symptoms and they were a phone call or an email away, but didn't need to see us again unless we really needed them. I admit I got teary and a little fear gripped my heart all of a sudden. I've felt somewhat this way each time we reached a new milestone where we'd reduce the frequency of visits, but this was really the last one. They consider him to be well and completely stable and no longer in need of them. After my panic and tears I used my best Kids Kicking Cancer Canada power breathing to help the panic pass. We gave big (masked) hugs to our post transplant clinic Nurse Julie who has taken amazing care of us the past two years, and helped me through more moments of panic than I could count simply by responding quickly and getting us access to whatever we needed to keep him well. She is one of the most responsive health care practitioners I've ever met and she has been such a blessing to us.
From there we had one more of the likely hundreds of subs that we've eaten at the cafe. For whatever reason the food even tasted better today than it usually does.
On to cardiology for EKG and Echocardiogram and I laughed out loud remembering them trying to get Ollie's hospital bed down that corridor after relapsing in his brain. I did not imagine then ever being able to laugh about anything that happened to us during that awful time. Time and doing the emotional work really does heal wounds (as my therapist reminds me).
Next we popped up to 4 North to say welcome back from mat leave and goodbye to our angel on earth, Dr. Abbott. Our other oncologist angel, Dr. Brianna Empringham is also on mat leave right now. After a short visit, big hugs with Dr. Abbot for Ollie and I. She marveled at how tall and lean Ollie was since she last saw him a year ago (he's lost 22 pounds since stopping the Lorlatinib a year ago and built a lot of muscle playing all of the sports he plays, plus he's still in the 97th percentile for height for his age). She told me I was a great hugger. I could hug her forever and never let go after all she's done for our family. LOL Grateful to have also seen a bunch of our incredible nurses, our favourite pharmacist and one of our child life specialists, too.
We were too busy hugging our team in MDU and 4 North to take pics! And as they all reminded us, we'll see them in October at the SIOP international oncology conference that CHEO is hosting and Ollie and I are speaking at on patient-centred care. I teased Dr. Abbott that they asked us because I was clearly not afraid to ask for what we needed. Dr. Abbott told me that I always asked in the nicest and most respectful, yet assertive way, and she thought I should be teaching a class to all little girls so that they'd all get what they needed as they grew up. As an outspoken person who has often been concerned that she is seen as too loud or brash, I was flattered that she saw me that way. She's done everything I asked and more for 4 years. Not once did she ever say no to any of my ideas or make me feel like I wasn't an equal partner in Ollie's care team. She always left us in good hands when she couldn't be with us and doesn't take any credit for her leadership in helping him to survive. She could ask virtually anything of me and I'd do it for her in a heartbeat, no questions asked. She thanked us for the visit, wished Ollie a good start to his school year next week and promised she'd see us in October at SIOP.
Next was the requisite visit to the gift shop. And for once my brave boy left empty handed because he already had all of the Lego sets that he wanted and couldn't rationalize me spending $8 on the world's tiniest harmonica that he'd admired. So he picked a CHEO shirt for daddy to match the one he himself already had and left happily. He's maturing so nicely and better understanding that while it's nice to have things, what matters most is having the best people in your life.
We had one final stop before we could leave. Ollie indulged me and went along with going back to the CHEO playground we'd stumbled upon on our very first day at CHEO during testing before diagnosis on October 22, 2019.
The playground is located behind the main building of CHEO, near the Children's Treatment Centre and Roger Neilson House.
[Photo Description: A split photo. In the left is a photo of 7-year old Ollie hanging down headfirst and making a crazy face from the top of the playground slide at CHEO on his first day at CHEO for testing on October 22, 2019. The second image is of Ollie standing in front of the same slide with two thumbs up and holding his mobility cane on his last official day of oncology and post transplant treatment, August 28, 2023.]
[Photo Description: A split photo. On the top is a selfie of Ollie and Dawn smiling while sitting on the wooden swing in the Little Garden on October 22, 2019. On the bottom is a photo a passerby took of Ollie and Dawn posing in the same garden beside the Celebration Bell on August 28, 2023.]
Finally, we reached our ultimate destination in CHEO's Little Garden located in the little forested area behind the playground.
The bell was first rung by Hillary McKibbin to mark her remission of her Aplastic Anemia. Due to the threat of COVID and her being severely immuno-compromised, her family needed a bell that she could ring outside safely, so her incredible mama Kelly McKibbin built one and later donated it to CHEO so that ALL families could celebrate and mark milestones.
[Photo Description: Ollie holds the string of the Celebration Bell in the CHEO Little Garden, readying to ring it to mark his last official day of oncology and post transplant treatment.]
I met Hillary's mom Kelly online just a few months before Ollie was diagnosed. I'd seen Hillary's story and plea for stem cell donors in the news and her story called out to me and touched me in ways I didn't understand then. I felt called to follow her journey and connect in empathy with her brave mama. Kelly and I had corresponded from time to time for months via Twitter private messages as I sent her encouragement and marveled at their bravery in telling their story so honestly and publicly. When Ollie was diagnosed, Kelly was actually among the first people that I told and we were both shocked that we were suddenly living such similar lives. I believe it was divine intervention that brought us together and we supported each other throughout the pandemic as we both put everything we were into getting our children well, keeping them safe, and encouraging others to donate blood products for kids like ours.
[Photo Description: A photo of one of the gold plaques with black writing on the purple post of the bell that reads, "Celebration Bell: This community bell is for all families to enjoy. Ring it to commemorate a milestone, a recovery, or an achievement that brings you joy." The text is also translated into French and the CHEO Foundation logo is on the bottom.]
When we found the bell I read every word aloud to Ollie and got choked up as I read these words to him. Today we celebrated the milestone of being done our final of three years of regular oncology checkups, officially being off treatment, fully recovering from his cancer and stem cell transplant, and this was certainly an achievement that brought us joy. And we were marking the occasion on Hillary's bell. I couldn't imagine a more perfect way to end our last official day at CHEO.
We finally made good on our promise to our friend Hillary that we'd one day find her bell and ring it, too. So here we both are ringing the Celebration Bell. We rang the heck out of that bell (but don't worry it's still perfect and ready for many many more celebrations for other families!)!
[Photo Description: The commemorative plaque on the post of the bell that thanks all who contributed to the bell's creation.]
And I'm still on the Oncology Patient and Family Advisory Council (PFAC), a Family Leader for the CHEO Research Institute, and a member of the CHEO Inclusion, Diversity, Equity, and Accessibility (IDEA) Committee, so I'll still be part of the active CHEO family. And I'm still a Co-Lead of the Education and Training Matrix for the Canadian Pediatric Cancer Consortium, so am committed to continuing to help make things easier for families at all pediatric cancer centres across the country.
Ollie was randomly emotional yesterday, too. Maybe in part because he felt mine, but there were lots of extra hugs from him and requested by him throughout the day. One day he'll truly understand how his army wouldn't give up on him and saved his life multiple times. He is one of their many successes and miracles.
I feel sad AND happy, AND fearful AND hopeful about reaching this milestone and the ending of a huge part of our lives. We remain so grateful every day for the unbelievable people at CHEO who have helped us to survive so much. They truly treat the whole family and make you feel part of theirs.
I think the Buddhist Proverb below sums up pretty well how I feel right now. Stay tuned to hear more as we get started on our next new beginning.
