Welcome to Kyle Fanson's Page
My journey began two and half years ago. I was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. In what I felt to be my darkest moment and yet a light in the distance, Dr. Hamm gave me my diagnosis and then I knew what I had to fight for. My life.
I was hospitalized on the cancer floor for a month. In that time, I met the most wonderful, compassionate, and caring nurses, doctors, and nurse practitioners. They saved my life but made my stay there easier. Not only were the staff so wonderful but the volunteers from Transition To Betterness who came twice a day with snacks and needs for the patient, gave me something to look forward to each day especially the Nucelli’s yogurt.
Days of chemo treatments began immediately as I was so sick. In the beginning I felt strong and yet as the days progressed and the treatments continued fatique, nausea and sickness came. I was fortunate that the treatments began so quickly but flabbergasted once I was told that this was going to be a long journey.
Once released I began my treatments at The Windsor Regional Cancer Center. What a place that is. I was amazed at the amount of people there each and every day. I was so impressed with the nurses who gave me my treatments. It became my home away from home. I got to know them as they got to know me. Treatments were every week so my days there were a large part of my life. Sometimes my treatments didn’t always go as planned and it was a small joke that we carried through my treatment of this is “What happens to Kyle”. I had some set -backs that kept me from getting treatment and nurses never flinched, they were so good at their jobs, you may think administering medicine, but I think being the friendly faces through a very scary and sometimes difficult time they made me laugh, embrace my journey and find comfort there.
The volunteers at the Windsor Regional Cancer Center were always helpful, saying hi, asking how I was and most of all a constant smiling face that I saw weekly. They served lunch and compassion daily. Volunteers that too had gone through treatments, or saw, loved ones go through treatments and sent always positive vibes and uplifting stories to push the positivity of wellness in the room.
I couldn’t have done this without the support of my friends and family, who were my crutch, rock and stability through this journey. Even when my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer the last year of my journey. We shared chemo stories, we laughed about hair and fatigue. We battled and won.
The journey, 885 days of it, ended for me on September 7, 2020. With COVID it has been difficult to celebrate the end, but we did the best we can. I will forever be grateful to The Windsor Regional Cancer Center because it saved my life, but most importantly it held me up when I could not, it gave me strength when I thought I couldn’t hold on, it lifted me high in the end as the journey was over. I will be forever indebted to them.
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