Where is the line when your kid is freaked out? Where is the line when you don't know what the line even should LOOK like? As most of you know my son had cancer a few years ago and is cancer free, we tend to think of it with the same attention as a cold. *achoo!* Once he had a cold and once he had cancer.
However we still have to go to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital for check ups every 6 months and MRI's and blah blah blah. We call it the show. This is where my son can pretty much be a primadonna and get away with it from the time we get IN the car to drive RIGHT UP UNTIL we get back in the car to come home...HOWEVER it has been the GODZILLA show right now! This child has been terrible, rude, unmannered and out of control!
We got some interesting blood work back today and I had a hard time telling him no. I had a hard time being "mean" or "disciplining" him. I just sat there, let it happen, attempted to wrangle him right up until PROFANITY came out of his mouth then he got the idea that THIS was a BAD idea.
However I felt bad. GUILT and SHAME "all down my shirt front" in the words of Mrs. Milliken from 7th grade Science....
So where is the line? We treat him like any of his other siblings all the other days of the year, he is on the same level playing field and has expectations of kindness, love, and discipline. I agree though, my first instinct is: YES we maybe shouldn't have called it the show, but it is HIS show, HIS time, HIS scaryness, HIS fear, HIS everything when we are here. BUT I guess if he takes a mile when we give an inch, all he gets is a millimeter next time....
Honestly, where is the line!? Afterall, though we treat it like it was a cold, it was in fact, cancer.
He had RETINOBLASTOMA in 2007 and is cancer free to date!
This is a picture of him trying on a "gag" eye it looks like a cat. There are other eyes too like a TN one and eagles and deer, really neat stuff.
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