Last year on June the 14th, Wesley was diagnosed with leukemia--which is never something you want to hear. We went in for basic leg pain. The first time we went in the doc thought it was just going pains but said if it continues to come back because it could be something more serious. The doctor wasn't worried then. Probably 3 weeks later, we went back in for leg pain he sent us over to Saint Vincent's Hospital for blood tests. He called us that night around 9 p.m. and told us to call him, saying that he thinks Wesley had leukemia, and to go over to Randall's Children's Hospital. There, they ran more tests and confirmed the diagnosis. We got admitted that day and they took a bone marrow biopsy and did a back poke where they injected chemo into Wesley's spine. After that, we went for 3 Days of chemo. At the end of that first week the doctor came back to us and said that he has a rare type that they have to be a fair bit more aggressive with; it was called Philadelphia chromosome lymphoblastic leukemia or pH positive leukemia. It meant that every two to three weeks we would be staying in the hospital. A year later, we've spent about a hundred and thirty days sleeping in the hospital, getting treatment and all that stuff. Our kid is awesome. He's constantly laughing running up and down the halls when he can, and trying to have fun. Not all days are fun and laying in bed helps and staying entertained. We still have one and a half years of chemo and day treatment left.