Magician Criss Angel and his family are going through a difficult time as his five-year-old son Johnny Crisstopher is battling cancer.
Criss recently presented the Magic Wand Award to a Make-A-Wish volunteer at his MINDFREAK show at Planet Hollywood Resort & Casino in Las Vegas, and while there he opened up about his son’s treatment.
Criss Angel’s 5-year-old son Johnny is currently undergoing chemotherapy treatment in his battle with leukemia.
“As a parent going through this myself, you kind of see it from both sides of the perspective,” he said, as reported by Entertainment Tonight.
“I was somebody who used to just work with children that were sick. Then I had a son who was diagnosed with pediatric cancer,” he continued.
“Literally putting poison into their body…”
“So, I understand, with a son who just had a relapse, what it’s really like, moment by moment, and how difficult it is to look at your child who should be worrying about what toy they’re playing with,” he said.
“Instead, they’re worrying about treatment that’s literally putting poison into their body.”
“My son will be 8 years old when he’s done and six years of his life, he has been doing chemo treatments. I am going through this now,” he said during the awards ceremony.
Criss’ son first got diagnosed with pediatric cancer before he turned two. He shared with TMZ that his cancer returned earlier this year after a brief remission.
“My son is supposed to outlive me.”
“My son is supposed to outlive me. I’d rather it be me that was sick,” Criss told People when he first shared the news about his son’s diagnosis. “I want Johnny’s future to be long and happy. That kid is just a bundle of love. He’s the truest form of magic.”
When I’m not hanging out with my three-year-old and husband in Brooklyn, I’m busy writing stories for Mamas Uncut and managing PR + Marketing for Magnolia Bakery, based in New York City. On weekends, you can usually find me at a local park or playground pushing my daughter on the swings, “researching” the best almond croissants in Park Slope or launching into impromptu family dance parties at home, the sidewalk or, every once in awhile, a restaurant bathroom. I’m still trying to master the whole parenting thing, but I have learned that copious amounts of coffee, humor and humility are involved on a daily basis.