The Battle

Several people have emailed and asked me to post the poem from the cancer awareness slide show. I know it' hard to read all broken up like that, so here it is!

The Battle
By: Renee Garcia
June 1, 2007

We are the children of 6A
We fight this battle every day.
We all have ports or Hickman lines,
The scars they leave are just a sign
Of all we have endured.

As we go through chemo and radiation,
We pray there are no complications.
We face our transplants brave and strong
And know our stay will be so long
And we pray we will be cured.

We are the parents of 6A
We fight this battle every day.
We've learned it is ok to weep,
We've learned to live on little sleep,
And try not to be scared.

Blood transfusions and spinal taps,
Wagon rides and walking laps,
Cutting hair before it falls out,
Praying for cure without a doubt,
But we always are prepared.

We're the nurses and care partners of 6A,
We fight this battle every day.
We are there through thin and thick,
Helping kids when they get sick,
And always bring a smile.

We fix IVs and flush their lines,
Give them meds and take vital signs,
And sometimes just come in to play
To brighten up a long, long day,
If only for awhile.

We are the doctors of 6A,
We fight this battle every day.
We find the treatment for each child,
For each case from severe to mild,
Remission is our goal!

We sometimes watch with heavy hearts
When we see families fall apart,
When there's nothing left to do or try
And parents have to say goodbye
So their child can be whole.

This is life on 6A
Where cancer's a battle every day.
Where many families turn into one,
The bonds formed here can't be undone,
Of this we are so sure.

Each child has a story of his own,
Of how he's loved and how he's grown,
We see heroes live and heroes die
And it's always so hard to say goodbye,
So we'll keep praying for a cure.