I am doing this in memory of my sister, Wanda Joy. She had leukemia and passed the day before her 8th birthday. I remember that she always had a smile on her face and just wanted to play with my friends and I.
I over heard my grandfather telling his sister about what Wanda had. No one had told me anything. What a coincidence it was . . . . I had just finished reading a book about a girl that had leukemia. It didn't end well.
I remember my sister and I watching our mother play tennis, and when she won we ran to congratulate her. Wanda ran faster then me and ran right into a wire that was between two nets. Her eye was dislodged and we had to rush her to the hospital. Of course I had to stay in the waiting room, "children weren't allowed any further than that". No one was telling me anything.
Another time I remember her hand swelling up so much you couldn't tell where her fingers were. We had to rush her to the hospital. I stayed in the waiting room.
A happier time was when they let me in her room to watch the Beatles on the Ed Sullivan show. We sang and laughed and had a great time. I now realize they let me in because she wasn't going to last much longer.
I miss her every day.
It is such a shame for children to have to endure this "Adult" disease. Any help you can do would be GREATLY APPRECIATED.