I just found out that a friend's five-year-old grandson may have some form of cancer. I'm not sure of the specifics - I got this second-hand from a mutual friend. I'm going to have to call her and find out. But whatever it is, it's my understanding that it could be in one of three stages, one being the best alternative and three being the worst. I don't know if it progresses from one stage to another or what the prognosis is. All I know is that her grandson (his name is Andrew) is going for an MRI here before too long, and that what happens next depends on what the MRI shows. My friend has pretty much raised him - her daughter (Andrew's mother) isn't around a whole lot and isn't a real involved parent when she is. I'll update as I know more.
Makes me want to go home and hug the little monkey boy, that's for sure.