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On October 15, just five days before his seventh birthday Milo's parents rushed him to the ER with what seemed to be type 1 diabetes symptoms. A flurry of tests revealed the source of those symptoms. Not diabetes. An inoperable brain tumor.
Milo has been diagnosed with a craniopharyngioma, a rare type of benign tumor that affects approximately 1-2 out of every one million children. Having grown inside his pituitary gland and into his hypothalamus, Milo was left with diabetes insipidus, adrenal insufficiency, and hypothyroidism. This is a battle he will fight for a lifetime. Our hope is that with radiation treatments to keep the tumor at bay, careful, close monitoring, and hormone replacement therapy, he will go on to live a long, full life.
Milo and his brothers are gentle, creative souls. Their parents are some of the most generous humans you could hope to meet. Now it is our chance to show them the same sweetness and generosity. Any donation, no matter how small will help to alleviate the stress of the necessary travel, medical expenses, and lost wages that this new reality will bring.
So many of us love Milo and his family. Let's band together and help get our sweet boy and his people through this.
- Jessica Lustig
- Mom Friend
- Leslie Wille
- Mom Extraordinaire
UpdateUpdate posted by Leslie Wille at 05:56 pm
Yesterday, we took Milo to Oishei for another MRI. We won't have results from that until after the holidays. Hopefully, we won't see any big changes or growth there. He was very brave and made some big boy decisions regarding how he would like the administration of the anesthesia to. . . . .
I'm gonna be on TV!Update posted by Leslie Wille at 04:20 am
Today, I got a phone call from a reporter at WKBW, asking if she could come interview Milo and I! Thanks to a coworker making a last minute switch, I was able to leave work a little early and make it happen. As I walked through the door, Milo bounced. . . . .