It has been at least a week since I have cried, Jude has been doing so well and this has all become oddly normal. But as he laid between ty and I last night I found myself wondering how long his little body has known pain. He was about 2 months past his 3rd birthday when he was diagnosed. I can remember for at least a short time before his diagnosis he complained of leg pain, but how long was it there before he felt the need to complain.
He's not a kid that craves attention, even now when he complains of pain I have to be careful how I react or he will say the pain is gone. I can hear him now, "my head hurts, but it will get better", it seems as though he is always trying to assure me he is fine.
Thankfully this week I cant seem to remember any complaints of pain, which is why I found myself crying tonite. Is he truly without pain, or is his body just so familiar with pain that he hardly notices. I find myself wondering what it feels like to live inside his body. I will never know, and he will never be able to tell me. And honestly, he will not likely remember. These years will pass and they will barely be a memory for him, and the pain will be gone. But for now he must go through these years, and I pray that he would be without pain. I pray that the complaint free weeks are because he is truly pain free. And I pray that when he looks back on his childhood he will see it as every child should, as a carefree time of great joy.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
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