Takheo's Heroes

A 2-year-old boy, Takheo, diagnosed with an inoperable stage 4 brain cancer named DIPG. A cancer of 0% survival rate. Follow Takheo's journey beating the impossible.

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13. What If I Miss It?

I am trying my hardest to pretend to be happy for Takheo this new year, when all I really want to do is run away. Tak woke up bright and early as well as dadda and April since they had a ice skating competition to get ready for. Dadda headed out early with her, Takheo, momma and I waited for momma's friends to pick us up to head over to the competition. Momma and Takheo could only stay for about 20 minutes as that is all Takheo could handle. He is in pain and just wanted to go home. Momma and Takheo bought shaved ice for all of us. Tak even went inside and picked out his flavors for him, April and me. After our shaved ice, momma and Takheo headed to Hava Java for coffees and Takheo then decided he wanted to go to Target. At this point, his wish is our command. They stopped by the house to drop off the treats and New Years decorations for later and I hopped in the car with them to go to Target. It was the first time I have seen Takheo really smile and laugh since his been home. We went to town on getting him some new Toy Story guys and a Nerf Gun. I'm so sad about Takheo. I feel like his body is giving out, but the worst part is his spirit and soul seem to be going as well. He is tired, in pain, and just lays around. This is so hard for us to watch. It was only a few weeks ago that he was running around as if nothing was wrong. This is all happening way too fast. He just wants to be held and loved so that is what we are doing. I am still praying for a miracle and won't ever stop. I keep picturing in my mind, him just getting better by himself because of all of our love. I'm hoping that months will go by and he will slowly come back to us. I dream of taking him in again for scans and hearing the words, "It's amazing, his cancer has stopped growing and is going away." I dream of this a dozen times a day. I'm scared to sleep now. What if I miss something. What if he takes his last breath and I miss it? I will never forgive myself. I'm obsessed with listening to his every heartbeat and watching him all night long. I sit and think about where he is going to go next.... somewhere with no more pain, but how can he not be in pain because I know his heart is going to be broken because he won't be with us. This is going to be worse than any pain that he has been through at this point. He was meant to be with us forever.

Happy New Years by the way guys!!

XOXO

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