Not a post about diabetes or running, but just feeling so helpless. There is nothing worse, as a parent, than seeing your child hurting.
Our son was diagnosed with thyroid cancer on Monday. He is a grown man, 27 years old. Last night, he came to our house and simply said, "I just need a hug" and sobbed on my shoulder. He was in excruciating pain, unlike anything he has ever experienced. I cried a bit and wondered why I couldn't cry more. I guess I was just trying to stay strong for him because later, after we were in bed, the tears started to flow and wouldn't stop. Then I just had to punch something, so I took it out on the mattress. I feel like, as a mother, I should protect my child, no matter how old he is, but I can't. All I can do is support him and let him know we will be there for him any time of day or night. I can give him that shoulder to cry on and hold his hand.
It is going to be a long, hard road, but I know we will get through this. I, and his girlfriend's mom, have put out requests to friends and churches to pray for him and I know there are hundreds, possibly thousands of people who will hear about him. We need to leave this in God's hands.
So we will take this one day at a time.