Neuroendorine Tumor (NET) cancer is what I have in my GI. Living with NET cancer and two multinational children, I write about information on NET in Japanese/English as well as my life - life mission, happy/rock bottom moments, and my beloved boys. Each entry has Japanese comments, followed by English ones, and they are not necessarily the exact translation.
My mission on writing this blog page is: - that any information I share here about my conditions with NET can be useful for those who suffer from this very rare disease for both Japanese and English readers. - that this site can create a borderless, peaceful global world without language barriers, connecting the people inside and outside Japan through the NET information I share. - that sharing my happy and rough moments as a single mother with two kids can offer laughter, comfort and courage. - that I can be of support for those who want to see the world outside Japan, and inside Japan, too. and most importantly, - that one day, one day when my beautiful children have grown up, they would enjoy reading highs and lows of our lives.
My kids and I went to see Blast last night. It is a great performance show of music and dance. A lot more innovative than the traditional approach to classical Disney music/dance. Well, I dont't want to spoil, so you have to go and see it.
In the middle of the performance, my second son had a panic attack. He burst into tears begging to let him come home. My second one, who has an ADHD, which can easily cause any attacks like this one in a new environment, but this attack was first in years. Perhaps the loud music was what made him upset, if any.
Or possibly, he just simply did not like to be forced to be sitting in a theater, and wanted to get back home where he is most comfortable.
Whatever the reason was, he had to go home, and he did. Fortunately our house was only 5 min. away from the theater, and Japan is safe enough to send him home alone late in the evening. Otherwise I would have had to come home along with him (NO WAY I did not want to miss the performance!).
Every little incident like this one shakes up my confidence in parenting, as many other parents would experience. Especially so when I have to make decisions on my own as a single parent. But now that the end of life is right in the center of my conscious thought, it made me wonder what best I can do as a parent as well as a role model for my son today. Not tomorrow, or next opportunity, but today.