Wyatt - Infant Acute Lymphoblastic Leukaemia

As told by his Mom:

From the day Wyatt was born I knew he was different. I didn't know how I knew, I just could feel it in my soul. In April of 2017 I went for a tattoo that said 'I will fight with you and for you'..

On June 12th of 2017 just a few weeks before his first birthday Wyatt was diagnosed with infant acute lymphoblastic leukaemia. The morning he was diagnosed he had a fever that wouldn't go down with Advil and Tylenol so I called his doctor. They asked us to come in that day, his doctor sent us to CHEO with a piece of paper in an envelope but no other information. He said it was important we go straight there.. I think that's when I knew something was wrong. I didn't know what but I could feel it. We waited a few hours in emerg where they did his blood work and an exam. They asked if I thought he was pale and I said "maybe a little bit.. but I keep him out of the sun." After a few more hours they came in with the blood work. They asked if we wanted to sit down, Wyatt was sleeping. That's when they said the word I knew was coming but could barely handle. They suspected cancer.. his hemoglobin was 50 and he needed an immediate transfusion for blood. I stood there totally numb and so deeply confused. I called my husband and told him what they said and asked that he please come immediately.

The nurses came in and set Wyatt up for his blood transfusion.. I sat there holding him thinking "what does this all mean" as a strangers blood pumped into his body to help save his life. The next morning we were admitted to CHEO where we lived for 7 very long months for Wyatt to receive high dose chemotherapy, lumbar punctures and blood transfusions. This battle was mentally draining and emotionally exhausting. My husband worked full time but was able to visit on weekends..

Life didn't stop, we had bills and a mortgage..being apart was so hard for us. 

I spent the majority of the time alone, isolated while I watched our baby fight for his life. I remember not knowing how I'd do it. I remember not knowing if he would survive and I just felt so helpless.

After almost 2.5 years, Wyatt finished treatment on September 12th, 2019. Today we he is 9 years old and thriving!

 

                                              The day Wyatt was diagnosed:

                                             

 

                                    Celebrating his first birthday in the Sens Den: