Five years ago today, was a Friday our family will never forget…
About two weeks prior, our whole family had picked up a respiratory infection. Almost everyone had recovered by Easter on April 21st, 2019, but our then 4-year-old Lochlan had only gotten worse. He struggled through the Easter egg hunt and was exhausted. He went to the doctor and got antibiotics in case he had picked up a secondary bacterial infection. Several days later, he showed no signs of getting better. Early on Friday, April 26th, 2019, his doctor took a blood sample and had it assessed to see if there was anything abnormal going on with his white blood cells. That evening, we were told we needed to go to Helen DeVos Children’s Hospital’s emergency room. We had no idea what was going on. We knew it was likely serious, but we tried to tell ourselves that everything was going to be okay. As soon as we got there, we were told that Lochlan had a lot of immature blood cells circulating in his blood. In other words, Lochlan had leukemia. We were checked into the hospital for a long stay. The first step was to figure out what sort of infection Lochlan was still battling so we could focus on him surviving that. He had three common viruses, luckily something generally self-limiting. Then, on April 28th, we got the full diagnosis. Lochlan had acute B-cell lymphoblastic leukemia (ALL). That part was promising. Most acute B-cell leukemias in children are curable. However, genetic analyses revealed his leukemia was due to a chromosomal translocation between chromosomes 4 and 11, aka t(4;11). This means that his chromosome 4 and chromosome 11 both broke, and when the cell tried to repair it, it accidentally put part of chromosome 4 on chromosome 11 and (likely) vice versa. This is a common mutation in infants with ALL (~50%) with a dismal prognosis, with <30% of infants surviving 5 years, and most of them dying within the first year. This is a rare mutation in people over 20 years old (~10% of ALL) with a similarly dismal 5-year prognosis. Between 1 year old and 20 years old, this mutation is pretty rare and only represents 2-3% of cases of adolescent ALL diagnoses. The numbers are so low that there weren’t good survival statistics available. We needed to fight, but we also needed to accept that the odds might be against us. Further analyses of Lochlan revealed that his bone marrow was so crammed full of cancer cells that there was little liquidity to his samples, and very few additional analyses could be done, so we never got a chance to develop highly specific genetic probes that could be used to precisely track the presence of his specific mutation in his blood. Furthermore, the immature blood cells that were circulating in his body were not the cancer cells; they were all the normal cells that were no longer able to fit inside the crowded bone marrow and had to find new homes to maintain minimal normal blood cell function. The doctors tracked the presence and quantity of immature cells in his blood, but not whether they were the normal cells or the cancer cells. We were blind to the presence of his cancer cells throughout this journey.
We spent most of 2019 in and out of the hospital. Every time that Lochlan received Vincristine, he would get a fever 2-3 days later. The protocol for a child with a fever and low white blood cell counts (particularly neutrophils, the first responders against infection) was a trip to the emergency room, blood samples, and 3 days of IV antibiotics while waiting to see if anything grew from the blood samples. It didn’t matter if he showed any signs of being sick (he never did) or that it was always 2-3 days after receiving Vincristine. It didn’t matter that these fevers have been documented in the literature in children receiving Vincristine. It didn’t matter that it happened on every single holiday and birthday. Eventually, we convinced the doctors to start letting us out after 1-2 days with one of the worst tasting oral antibiotics available after showing literature suggesting it could be used for this exact purpose. Lochlan fought us and frequently threw it up, but he at least got to be home. He at least got to attend his 5th birthday party. Because the t(4;11) mutation put Lochlan in a less optimistic survival category, he received a longer and more aggressive chemotherapy routine. Vincristine caused his Achilles tendons to lock up and he began walking on his toes. Methotrexate damaged the myelination of his neurons causing instability and poor awareness of his body in space; he became clumsy. The doxorubicin damaged his heart cells, damage that may or may not make its appearance over the next several decades. He missed a year of preschool and social development. But he was going to go on lower dose, maintenance chemotherapy in time for Kindergarten. He could go to school and all would be fine. WRONG. The pandemic hit. Would COVID kill him? Would one of us get COVID, bring it home, and be the cause of him getting it? We fought to get parents of at-risk kids to the front of the line for the vaccination schedule in Michigan. It worked. He got COVID anyway, his sister got really sick, he seemed entirely unaffected. Many of the negative effects of COVID are related to the hyperactive response of our immune systems to the virus. Perhaps having a crappy immune system worked to his advantage.
On August 2022 Lochlan finally finished chemotherapy. His coordination slowly improved. He still has issues with walking on his toes and needs physical therapy. He is a voracious reader and excelling at school. He is very creative. He has a lot of friends. He’s a very sweet kid. He has trauma and frequent nightmares. He’s scared to be alone. He’s not helpful with chores and addicted to his tablet. He’s mostly normal. It has been 5 years. This is the major milestone that cancer statistics are based on. Relatively few children will have a recurrence at this point. It’s difficult to give an exact number especially given the poor understanding of Lochlan’s type of leukemia, but it’s probably < 5%. For the layperson, he’s cured. For those of us who know too much, it may take another decade to truly feel like he is cured. But this week we celebrate. We celebrate victory over this horrible disease. We celebrate the love of our family and friends who have stood with us through this battle. We celebrate the life of Lochlan the Lion-Hearted.


















































































































































































