About Jim G.
In 2016 January – February I was having proton radiation treatment in Knoxville Tennessee at Pro-vision. I don’t have a story of a care giver. I have a story of a small boy who inspired me. The young lad was roughly 8 years old he too was having radiation treatment for a brain tumor. He had a slight tint of yellow with a bald head, and proudly supported an oxygen tank. The 1st time I saw him was the early morning hours in January. A little nippy out. His father was one of the most unique individuals that i have ever seen deal with something of this magnitude. I didn’t know the lad’s name so I nicknamed him Mr. Courageous. Through the 6 week period I watched this young boy rapidly lose his battle. After 6 weeks of radiation treatment, I would get to see this little guy be inspiration to us older gentleman and ladies. With determination and tenacity he would walk to the front doors and enter on his own. These type of cases of brain tumors all the children had to be put under anesthesia. The heart breaking point was hearing them wake up. The cries the moans the screams the grimacing that could be heard into the lobby area. This shook you to the core. At times I saw the season professional RN’s radiation technicians and other cancer patients lower their head in prayer. This little guy Mr. Courageous gave me courage. Mr. Courageous gave me the ability to keep coming back for treatment to count my blessings. This little guy gave me the fortitude not to give up! This little guy went from walking in on his own to being carried by his father proudly every morning. At the final end the paramedic were recalled in. The last few bouts of radiation took its toll. I over heard the father say to one of the faculty members I’m taking my son home I want him to pass at home not in some hotel Room. They were from Illinois and they’re very proud in that state. The last time I saw the little guy he was being wheeled out in the wheel chair semi unconscious wrapped in blankets and all I could see was the gray features of this little guy. This little guy and his father are my heroes (Caregivers) . They gave me the fortitude to continue on through radiation. Every morning Mr. Courageous father would go to the East corner of the building And stare out a large window to the rolling hills. I can remember seeing his lips move to the sequence please God give me that miracle. I apologize for my choppy style of writing. I’ve seen a lot in my life, this event Took me personally to an area that I will never ever feel self pity. Mr. Courageous set the tone he was the inspiration. I just want his memory to live on.