You learn a lot about people, when you survive cancer. You learn that being kind to people who have hurt you time and time again will keep you sick. In November 2016, days after I lost my job, my son's dad filed for custody of my son. I guess since I didn't die as planned, they wanted to increase the stress I was under. My son's health and wellbeing had been the focus of my life for almost 12 years, when they decided to try to turn his world upside down. 
I will need help to keep him home where he belongs, with me. His dad has no idea how to care for Ronnie, and he has disrupted his medical coverage with this latest attempt. Counseling and after school activities are the next order of business.