Somehow, I was made aware of Kyle, a little boy who needs a bone marrow transplant to save his life. Against my better judgement, I (ironically) clicked “like” of his facebook page. He is not much older than my son, so maybe that is why it makes it particularly compelling for me. And for weeks, in my mundane little facebook feed, I’ve been reminded of the bone marrow drives that his family is holding in order to save their son’s life. I mean, when you have a sick child, I cannot imagine also being forced to be upbeat and convincing to try to entice people to be tested to see if they are a bone marrow match. It is excruciating just to think about.
Here is what his website says: Kyle is a sweet four year old boy who loves fish and whales. He also has aplastic anemia and needs a bone marrow transplant as soon as possible to save his life. Right now, every day counts. Kyle is half Asian and half Caucasian, so finding his life-saving match is difficult. With the odds we have to work with, we need to reach about 40 million people in hopes of finding that match. You are key to helping us do this.
This has led to two things for me. First, I’ve put my DNA in the National Bone Marrow registry. You can do so too, here. I will not be a match for Kyle, but I know that there are many more Kyle’s out there so maybe I can be a match for someone else.
Second, I am sharing Kyle’s story here (facebook page is here). I can barely even look at his webpage without breaking down into tears for him and for his parents. I cannot imagine being in such a position.
I hope you’ll consider sharing Kyle’s story and joining the National Bone Marrow Registry.
It feels like so amazingly little to do in the face of something so profound, but I suppose we do what we can do and then just pray and hope.