Noah Povey

The feeling of time can actually shift. The actual length of a day seems to vary. Exactly two weeks ago I was standing in the emergency room. That feels like it was 2 months ago. I feel like I’ve been living life under water wondering when the hell l get to come up for air. Our sweetest Noah took a fall on his bike. The handle bars hit just so. A couple of days of not recovering well and just not looking right. My sister’s gut said to take him in. They scanned and told us that Noah had punctured his kidney. And they would need to transfer him to the PICU in LA. Terrifying. At the hospital there, a team of surgeons told us that the scanned also revealed a mass on Noah’s kidney. We went through a lot of ups and downs in three short days with diagnosis, surgeries scheduled, surgeries cancelled. Go home, come back. We came back one week later for another scan, all of us putting every ounce of our energy into hoping that mass was a hematoma. Unfortunately that wasn’t the news we got back. Yesterday, Noah had surgery to remove his kidney and what surgeons are quite sure is a Wilms tumor. A form of cancer that grows on one’s kidney. This cancer is normally found much later after it has grown to triple the size of Noah’s tumor. That fall on his bike and those handle bars hitting just so...it could have been another year before we were here. When pathology results came back we were told that Noah's cancer is at a stage 3. Noah will undergo radiation treatments in conjunction with chemotherapy. The radiation treatments will be every  day for 6 days. The chemotheraphy. treatment is currently anticipated to be about 6-9 months. During this time Noah will not be able to attend school.  

Layne and Jonathan have been overwhelmed with  gratitude by the amount of people reaching out to donate. They are so humbled and apprecitive of everyone's help. 


I also want to say this, you know the saying, “It takes a village.” Over the last several weeks I have been moved to tears over and over again by realizing that me and my family don’t have a village supporting us. We have a thriving metropolis holding us up. From the hundreds of texts and phone calls check in on us. To the home cooked meals, gift cards, presents for Noah. Taking care of all of our other amazing kids when we needed to leave quickly. Picking up where we couldn’t for work. I am beyond thankful for you all, you have no idea how much your love and support has meant to my family. Thank you thank you ❤️

-Love, 
Lyndsey (Noah's TT)