In September 2015 Nolan was suffering with a blocked nose. His folks thought it was only a harmless cold. Be that as it may, he soon started experiencing issues breathing and medicine wasn’t helping him.
After two months, his specialist found that it was a tumor causing the blockage in his airways.
He was diagnosed with rhabdomyosarcoma, a rare type of cancer. The disease is, shockingly, resistant to all types of treatment.
Ruth needed to share the stark reality of the disease. She shared a photograph of Nolan sleeping on the bathroom floor. He was frightened of leaving his mother’s side, even when she took a shower.
After a few rounds of treatment, Nolan ended up plainly weaker. Tragically, the cancer had spread everywhere on his body.
At the point when tumor spreads to that extent, it diminishes the odds of survival from 40% to 20%.
Nolan’s mother decided to document his last months.
When she took Nolan to the hospital for the last time, the child hadn’t eaten for days, since he would always throw up.
In a Facebook post Nolan’s mom describes their final days at the hospital:
“I sat down with him and put my head up against his and had the following conversation:
Me: Poot, it hurts to breathe doesn’t it?
Nolan: Weeeelll…. yeah.
Me: You’re in a lot of pain aren’t you baby?
Nolan: (looking down) Yeah.
Me: Poot, this Cancer stuff sucks. You don’t have to fight anymore.
Nolan: (Pure Happiness) I DONT??!! But I will for you Mommy!!
For the next few days, Nolan mostly slept.
His parents thought about going home to spend one last night together – but when they were done packing, Nolan grabbed his mom’s hand and told her it was OK, they could stay at the hospital.
“My 4 year old Hero was trying to make sure things were easy for me….,” Ruth writes on Facebook.
The mom continues:
“About 9:00pm we were watching YouTube in bed (Peppa Pig actually) and I asked Nolan if I could get in the shower, as I was not allowed to leave him and Mommy had to be touching him at all times.
He said ‘Ummmm ok Mommy. Have Uncle Chris come sit with me and I’ll turn this way so I can see you.’
I stood at the bathroom door, turned to him and said ‘Keep looking right here Poot, I’ll be out in two seconds.’
I ran and jumped into bed with him and put my hand on the right side of his face. Then a miracle that I will never forget happened….
My angel took a breath, opened his eyes, smiled at me and said ’I love you mommy’.
He turned his head towards me and at 11:54 pm Sgt. Rollin Nolan Scully passed away as I was singing ‘You are My Sunshine’ in his ear.”
The little boy woke up one last time, gathered his strength and told his mom he loved her. What a little hero.