As of last week the Funeral was arranged, the Church organized and we were all preparing ourselves for what seemed now to be the inevitable. Peter was having none of it despite the difficulties he would throw the straps of the bag which contains his driver (morphine and medication distributor) over his shoulder with feeding tube in place a catheter bag around his ankle he was even answering the front door.He’s even been to movies twice in his little wheelchair and When its time to go to hospital he organizes the packing of his little wheelie back-pack.
If the boys misbehave they don’t get to go out with Mum, they have to stay home with Johnathon (big brother). Peter came up with an option the other day, he said to Meredith “Mum I don’t want to go to be with Jesus yet, I’ll stay home with Johnathon.”
Last Friday we were thrown a lifeline, only the most cynical would not accept that this was a ‘God Thing’. Meredith asked to for an interview with the Doctor before Peter’s next Chemotherapy concerned that he was was having to go through the nasty side effects for treatment which was not going to extend his life. She learned that two weeks ago a new treatment became available which has seen good results in other countries. It’s only has a 10% – 20% complete success rate but because Peter has never had any of these particular drugs the Doctors thought he would be a good candidate.
The amazing thing is that if Peter had received his next lot of Palliative Chemotherapy which was now due, he would not have been eligible for the new trial. To say that this has given us hope is an understatement obviously God has not finished with Peter yet.
Peter eating his blue iced dinosaur cake with his face painted, two of the things he requested at his Make-a-wish party.