October 16, 1994 - October 15,
Kennedy has a terminal Brain Tumor (GBM).
Unfortunatly this is a highly aggressive tumor that is made up of
multi-cells that are extremely hard to control. Not many treatments at
this time are effective, but some can help prolong lives.
Kennedy's journey begins: Kennedy has always been a high strung, very
aggressive,full of life, strong-willed little boy from birth. The day that
he was born he came into this world with a BANG!!! I wasn't ready on
October 16th of 1994, but our little Kennedy was. Mimi (who is my mother)
drove a 100, weaving in and out of traffic to get me to the hospital to
have Kennedy. We arrived at 4:22 and Kennedy Tyler Kimbro was born at
4:33, now he hasn't stopped racing with life until March 22nd of 2002.
Kennedy had many headaches but of course without any knowledge of a "brain
tumor" at that time I couldn't understand WHY he would have these outburst
at night, waking him from, what I thought a very peaceful sleep. The day
of March 22nd Kennedy was very ill but I had to work, so I had his grandma
take care of him. By 4pm that day she arrived with him, Kennedy's color
was very grey and he was very lathargic. We went to a local "speedy"
clinic, they ran some test and told us that they would be in contact with
us as soon and they knew somthing.Later on that day my boyfriend Philip
sister, Gina, called to check on Kennedy and told her of one of the test
that they had ran for his eyes and that it concerned me but didn't think
anything of it. She said I will be right over, I kindof chuckled, and said
well ok then. After her checking his eyes, she started her car and bundled
Kennedy up and said "take Kennedy NOW to the ER, something isn't right" so
I did. Around 11:15 that night, after a cat scan and some blood work, the
doctor came in and told us that Kennedy had some type of tumor and it was
VERY large and that they were arranging for us to be careflighted to Cooks
Children's Medical Hospital in Ft. Worth Texas.
I can recall
today looking at that doctor, and saying "what did you say, there MUST be
a mistake"!! No there was no mistake Kennedy had a brain tumor, and I had
no idea what a "Warrior and Hero" that my son would become in so many
lives, including myself, on this day.
The following Monday
Kennedy underwent a 3 1/2 hour surgery to resect as much of the tumor that
the surgeon could. After this the Surgeon, Dr. Donahue came out to tell me
that Kennedy indeed had a brain tumor the size of a lemon, and that it was
called Glioblastoma Multiforme, and that this tumor was "highly cancerous"
and that he had been able to resect 95f it, but it was going to be a fight
cause this tumor is hard to stop. I fell to a sitting position and cried,
first out of being scared of what this was and the fear of cancer, second
out of the unknown. Cancer, I thought, people die from cancer, and my 7
year old has this in his brain? How would we get through this and what the
outcome would be. To make a long story short Kennedy is 9 now, he has
endured more than the average adult does in a life time. Two surgeries, 6
in a half weeks of full leftside head radiation, many medicines, seizures,
left side paraylisis, short term memory loss, two rounds of a clinical
trial chemo drug that did nothing, stereoactive raditation, depression,
aggressive behaviors, BUT he became a Christian besides of all of the
tramatic events in the last two years, loves Jesus, and his family.
On January 9th 2004, the doctors at Cooks told us that there
wasn't anymore that they could do for Kennedy. He was sent home on
Hospice, and the doctors only gave him ruffly 6 more mths to live. Kennedy
is still at this time thriving, but of course has some really bad days. He
is home schooled, goes and plays out side, and still loves his game boy
Kennedy is truely loved by so many, and he has
touched so many peoples lives, and I know that he will continue to do so
no matter what.
I justed wanted to share with you all the our precious Kennedy
Tyler Kimbro went to be with his Lord at 5:05 this morning.....I was there
while he took his last breathe's and it was the most precious, quiet, time
that has ever occurred in my