I looked away from Jayden to look back at Grace. "So what has the
doctor said?" She looked at me.
"Well so far that I was smart to go back to him when I couldn't
figure out why I had that bruise. That since I only had a small
fever thanks to the cancer. But he caught it early and that will
be in my favor." She looked down.
"Is it the same from 4 years ago?" She nodded a tear rolling down
"Yeah, Acute lymphoblastic leukemia." I hugged her.
"I'm sorry Gracie." I sighed stroking her hair as she started to
cry again. "How did Ollie take it?"
"Almost as bad as I was. He broke down crying. It broke my heart
because I felt like it was all my fault." She took a deep breath
trying to calm herself so no one would look at her like she was
crazy since we were sitting on the bleachers at a high school
football match. Jenna looked over and patted Gracie on the leg.
"I'm sorry Grace; I wish I could do something to make it better."
"I know Jenna, that's that counts." She smiled.
"What are they going to do for it this time? Are they going to
give you chemotherapy again?" Jenna asked quietly. Gracie shook
"Right now the doctor put me on this new drug called
Dexamethasone. He said that it is going to kill off the leukemia
cells and leave my normal not leukemia cells alone." She said
wiping her noses on a tissue.
"That's good! It means you won't have to lose your hair again." I
pointed out she nodded.
"He did say that if it didn't work he would try a different drug
so I don't have to worry about the chemo or radiation because he
doesn't want to give it to me." I nodded understanding.
"I'm sorry but may I ask why he doesn't want to give it to you?
Isn't that what they always use when you have it?" Jenna asked
pulling a face.
"No not always. It matters what you have and when they catch it.
If they catch it late, they put you on high doses of chemo or
radiation sometimes even both." Jenna pulled a face. "I know
trust me. But if they catch it early you might not have to go on
it. Sometimes they have drugs that kill off the cancer cells,
sometime surgery can get it."
"Like for Bailey her liver if they didn't think chemo was
necessary they could go in surgically and take the tumor out and
spare her the chemo." Jenna looked at me with her eye brows down.
"Then didn't they do that when she had the, what was it called
again?" She looked at me.
"Hepatoblastoma the first time and Hepatocellular carcinoma the
second and third time." I nodded.
"Whatever she just said." Jenna said looking at Grace.
"It could have just not been an opinion." She shrugged. Both
Jenna and Grace looked at me. "You know I don't know the whole
story about what happened to you with your cancer."
"Me either. So maybe if you want to talk about it and tell us, if
you want." Jenna nodded.
"But you don't have to if you don't want to. We understand." I
laughed at the two of them finishing each other's sentences.
"Don't worry about it. Where to start…" I mumbled to myself.
"Okay so when me and Wyatt were born we were both early, not by
much actually. We were full term for twins. Mom said she had us
at 36 weeks."
"That's pretty good for twin. I give props to your mom." Jenna
smiled. I nodded shushing her with my hand. "Well." She said
sarcastically making us all laugh.
"Okay as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted." I smirked
at Jenna as she shrugged innocently. "My dad was deployed when we
were only 2 months old and didn't plan to come back till we were
about 9 months old, I think, and my parents planned to get
married. So Mom was planning a wedding, going to school to be a
teacher for kids, as well as working, and taking care of toddler
twins. You know being a good marine girlfriend. So when I was
about 8 months old I got sick, really sick for an 8 month old. I
was throwing up constantly, sleeping more than any baby should
be, as I wasn't growing up as fast as a baby should, well as well
as Wyatt was. I had a fever of a think 103 my mom said."
"That's high for a baby." Grace whispered putting her hand over
her mouth. I nodded hugging my hoodie close to me.
"So mom called my Grandma Patty to see what she should do since
she was still a new mom, and only 18 to that, and Grandma said to
rush me to the Emergency room, so Grandpa watched Wyatt as Mom
took me there where Grandma had one of her friends take me right
in and get me in a bed. Mom sat with me all night as I slept
rocking me quietly whispering that she was there for me. They
took so many tests from me, blood, urine, whatever you can think
of they took.
"So the next morning the results came back. Now remember my Mom
was alone since Grandpa took Wyatt to my Aunt Emilia's apartment
as he had to get on duty and there house was crazy at the moment,
and Aunt Emilia had Asher, my cousin who was 2 at the time, and
was ready for Lucas to come so a crib was already set up for
Wyatt to sleep in."
"So what happened?" Jenna asked cocking her head to the side to
look at me.
"They told my mom I had liver cancer. That Wyatt would have it
too since we were twins and that I needed to get chemotherapy
right away before the cancer spread to the rest of my body." They
two of them gasped. "So my called my Uncle since we was a doctor,
and he delivered Wyatt and I and he came rushing over to help." I
sighed looking down at my cold hands.
"What did they do?" Grace asked.
"They started me that day on IV chemotherapy to get rid of my
tumor." I nodded sadly.
"What did your family do after that?" Jenna asked as the two of
them looked over at me wanting to hear the rest of my life