Note: Emma’s story was recently featured in the March edition of The Friend, a children’s magazine published by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. The title of the article is “Holding onto Hope.” This blog post tells the rest of Emma’s story.
Toward the end of the 10 days, my daughter wasn’t showing any signs of improvement; she still had a high fever and was very lethargic. That Saturday night, my wife and I decided that we should take her to the emergency room. We knew something wasn’t right.
The doctor examined her and saw that she was still running a high fever. He gave Emma an oral steroid, Prednisone, and told us to continue giving her the antibiotic and to return if she didn’t get better.
Her recovery was short lived and she soon complained of being tired all of the time. Emma came home from school and immediately took a nap. When we took her temperature, it was normal, but we were worried.
On Friday, May 9th (my birthday), Emma complained that she was too tired to go to school. She wasn’t running a fever, so we sent her to school. When we came home in the afternoon, we received a report from the school that she spent a majority of the day sleeping in the nurse’s office.
A Trip to the Emergency Room
On Saturday, Emma spent most of the day in bed. My wife and I knew something was wrong so we decided to take her back to the emergency room. My wife took Emma back to the local hospital that night.
A blood test revealed that her hemoglobin level was a three–a number that would be fatal for an adult. After a blood transfusion, Emma was out of immediate danger, but she needed specialized care available only at Connecticut Children’s Medical Center.
An ambulance soon transported my wife and daughter to Connecticut Children’s. Emma was moved from the emergency room and admitted to a room on the 8th floor of the hospital, where a team of doctors specialize in hematology and oncology. Needless to say, neither my wife nor I slept well that night or weekend.
Mother’s Day and the Diagnosis
That Sunday was Mother’s Day, and it wasn’t exactly how either of us imagined it would be. Instead of a day of honoring mothers, we began “Emma’s Journey to Remission”.
On May 13th, we heard the words no parent wants to hear: “Your daughter has leukemia.”
Not just any leukemia, Emma had acute undifferentiated leukemia, a rare form of the disease.
Emma’s oncologist said that her leukemia could be treated with chemotherapy, but that she required a bone marrow transplant to have any chance at remission. What a blessing it was to later learn that Emma’s older brother, Alex, then aged 10, was a perfect match for his sister.
A Central Line and Chemotherapy
Emma received three rounds of chemotherapy at Connecticut Children’s before her cancer levels were low enough for a bone marrow transplant. Each round of chemotherapy meant a month-long stay in the hospital, with a good portion of that stay spent in an isolation room due to her weakened immune system.
Emma’s Baptism
The Bone Marrow Transplant
October 2, 2014 is a date that Emma and the rest of the family will never forget: transplant day!!
Alex was to arrive in the morning so that doctors could extract his bone marrow to give to his sister. He emerged from surgery without any issues or complications. Because Alex’s blood type is O positive and Emma’s blood type was O negative, the hospital needed to some processing to make the bone marrow suitable to give to Emma.
The wait for the processed bone marrow was agonizing for our family.
The Road to Remission and Lessons Learned
This journey was a difficult one for Emma and for the entire family. The stresses were incredible and often overwhelming. At almost every turn, we faced some sort of challenge, difficulty, or trial. That said, we were extremely blessed with loving family members, friends, neighbors, ward members, and a caring local community. The outpouring of love and support that we received from all of the aforementioned individuals was overwhelming and greatly appreciated. We could not have made it through this refining experience without everyone’s help.
Emma’s story has a happy ending, for which I am extremely grateful—her cancer is now in remission. Sadly, not every family’s story has a happy ending. Why did Emma live and other children with leukemia die? I do not know the answer to that question, but I feel confident in saying that our Heavenly Father loves all of his children equally.
As I contemplated all of the possible outcomes of Emma’s illness, and as I prayed to our Heavenly Father to comfort me, this was the answer that I received from Him: Emma will be a part of your family, no matter what happens.
This was not the answer that I was expecting to receive, but it was calming and reassuring nonetheless. Why? Because of my sincerely held belief in the eternal nature of families–that I can be with my wife and children even after death. Because our Heavenly Father loves us, I believe that he has restored the power and authority to seal families together for time and for all eternity, in holy temples, dedicated as Houses of the Lord, located throughout the world.
If you would like to learn more about eternal families, you can visit Mormon.org.