Kids will be kids....   |   Friday, January 6, 2012






As a parent, we fret and worry from the time our kids are born about ear aches, sore throats and runny noses...that they'll fall learning to ride that bike or break their arm playing football, but rarely does the thought of cancer cross your mind. Rebecca P. relates the awful day she learned her son, Cayden had cancer. Having been assured by the physician's that this was "nothing" and "no big deal", "probably just a benign tumor", and cancer being the furthest thing from her mind, she arrived at the appointment, alone, with Cayden. Being taken from the treatment room, she was informed that this indeed was not only cancer, but Stage 3 Nasopharyngeal Carcinoma, that in the past month, had now invaded his entire sinus cavity and had moved into his ear canals. In shock, trying to reach her husband, Cayden was left alone in the room, now knowing that something was desperately wrong. Every parents worst nightmare began. Diagnosed in June of 2011, Cayden has now undergone two extensive surgeries to remove as much of the tumor as possible, 15 weeks of chemotherapy and 8 weeks of radiation... and is a testament to faith. Coming from a strong Christian family, faith is their cornerstone, prayer is their language and peace fills their hearts. Rebecca says, "from the beginning, I've been given a peace and know that he's going to be fine." And even though she tears up and cries, she exudes a peace that can only come from a bigger source than herself...."so many of the horrible things they told us would happen to Cayden, didn't happen. He didn't loose his hair, he didn't get burned from the radiation and his hearing is still there! We believe it's because of prayer."
Surrounded by a huge support system in a small town, they have so much love, prayer and encouragement from family, friends and the community! Cayden appears to be a 'normal' 8th grade kid, attending school when he can, thinking about a future with the NBA and enjoying his friends. He would love to become a graffiti artist...He dreams of playing in the NBA and I'm sure as everyone else, thinks of growing old. With that attitude and the power of God, I believe he will!

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Anonymous Terri Bengel said...

What a remarkable story....it sounds very familier to ours. I took our son in to an urgent care, like you by myself, thinking he had mono. By sure luck, and we believe from an intuition from a much higher source, the doctor decided to do a CAT scan. They found a tumor the size of a tennis ball in both of his frontal lobes. They too didn't think it was cancer until they went in and did the first surgery. We found out it was one of the worst brain tumors he could have, Glioblastoma. They also told us many bad things that his diagnoses brought. Like you, I have never had a bad feeling about Trent. Yes, I have seen him go thru some pretty nasty times these past 2 years but I truely believe thru faith and prayer he is going to be ok and grow old to help other people. Keep praying because that is the only thing that can truely heal us. We also live in a small town with a great support system. Thank you for your story.

January 21, 2012 at 6:27 PM  

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