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Space Coast Cancer Center News and events!!

I found out a couple of weeks ago that I have been asked to join the Space Coast Cancer Foundation Board of Directors.  This is a long prayed for and deeply desired position for me. Since the day I became aware of the Foundation and the good work that they do, I have wanted to serve the Foundation, in some capacity.

The Space Coast Cancer Foundation helps local cancer patients with their needs and transportation.  It also helps to underwrite some of the expenses for Chemotherapy.  Bottom line, I know for a fact that this foundation makes a huge difference for cancer patients each and everyday! They helped me!!

This past weekend John & I went to Space Coast Cancer Center’s Day at the Ballpark:  What a great celebration, we had fun, just like last year!!

God is GOOD…….all the time!!!

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Reflections after The Cattle Baron’s Ball

 

 

Last night I went to ACS‘s Cattle Baron’s Ball where we raised money for cancer research and Kid’s Cancer Programs –  R.O.C.K Camp.  R.O.C.K Camp is a program that helps kids with cancer take a break from their disease.  To forget they are a cancer patient and just be kids again.  There they get to have unadulterated FUN!  There are no needles, no treatments, no lists of DON’TS but instead and endless array of DO’s.

This is a week-long camp where kids with cancer stay overnight and are away from home. They swim, do archery, eat some JUNK, climb rock walls and meet other kids, just like them!  They spend time with others who are also battling cancer and have cancer regimes that are extremely daunting.

Read more here: http://www.cancer.org/MyACS/Florida/AreaHighlights/rockcamp and donate to send a kid to R.O.C.K. Camp.  It only takes $150 to send a kid to camp for a week!  What have you spent $150 on lately?  That is one nice night out to dinner, you could send a kid with cancer to camp instead.  Easy choice, if you ask me.

Someone sent me this story this morning, it touched me.  It really does not take a huge effort to make as HUGE DIFFERENCE to someone who is ill.  Speaking from experience, it was the small gestures of strangers that remain very profound.  Read the story below and make a difference today!!  Contact me or ACS to donate to R.O.C.K camp for a child with cancer.

A touching and true story……………..

a 26-year-old mother  stared down at her 6
year old son, who was Dying  of terminal leukemia.Although her heart                                 was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination.  Like any
parent, she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible.The leukemia would see to that.  But she still wanted her son’s dream to come true.She took her son’s hand and asked,’Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up?  Did you ever dream and wish what you would  do with your life?

‘Mommy, ‘I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up.

‘Mom smiled back and said, ‘Let’s see if we can make your wish come true.’

Later that day she went to the local fire Department in Phoenix, Arizona , where she  Fireman Bob, who had a  heart as big as  Phoenix.  She explained her son’s final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year-old son a ride around the block on a fire                                 engine. Fireman Bob said, ‘Look, we can do better than that. If you’ll have your son ready at seven o’clock Wednesday morning, we’ll make him an honorary.  Fireman  for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire  calls, the whole nine yards!  And if you’ll give us his sizes, we’ll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat -not a  toy one with the emblem of the  Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker  like we wear and rubber boots.”They’re all manufactured right here in Phoenix , so we can get them fast!

Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy,dressed him in
his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting
hook and ladder truck.  Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven.  There were three fire calls in Phoenix that
day and Billy got  to go out on all three calls.He rode in the different fire engines,
the Paramedic’s’ van, and even the fire  chief’s car.   He was also videotaped  for
the local news program.Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention
that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy, that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.One night all of his vital signs began to drop
dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in
the hospice concept – that no one should die alone,
began to call the family members to the hospital.Then she remembered the day
Billy had spent as a Fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and
asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be
with Billy as he made his transition..The chief replied, ‘We can do better than that. We’ll be
there in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor?When you hear the sirens screaming
and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire? ‘It’s the department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And
will you open the window to his room? About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to
Billy’s third floor open window fire-fighters climbed up the
ladder into Billy’s room!  With his mother’s permission,
they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him.  With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said,

‘Chief, am I really a fireman now?

”Billy, you are, and The Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand,’ the chief said.

With those words, Billy smiled and said,

‘I know, He’s been holding my hand all day, and
the angels have been singing.’

He closed his eyes one last time and went to see the supreme “CHIEF”………..Jesus!

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Some recent interest in this post has me thinking I should repost so………

Cancer Cured My Life

You have heard it said that into every life a little rain must fall……….so true!!  For some of us at some time, it is a torrential downpour.  Bottom line, no one leaves this life unscathed.  If you are drawing breath, adversity will meet you somewhere along life’s path.

When faced with adversity, what do we do?  Well, initially, we all do the same thing……..we grieve.  We grieve the loss of peace of mind, our footing, the world we knew before “the event”.  It is natural to do this.  No one really immediately rebounds.  It is just like in Monopoly…do not pass go, do not collect $200.  You must pass through the grief to get to the right/ better place.  Let’s just face facts, the grief place SUCKS!!  It feels bad, it LOOKS bad and most of us would just rather skip right to the, I’m OK place.  And some folks do just…

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Sent from My Aunt Nancy………another BC Survivor and one of My heroes!!

Not many people get a picture of this proud bird
snuggled up next to them!

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Freedom and Jeff

Freedom and I have been together 11 years this summer.
She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings.
Her left wing doesn’t open all the way even after surgery,
it was broken in 4 places.
She’s my baby.

When Freedom came in she could not stand
and both wings were broken. She was
emaciated and covered in lice. We made the
decision to give her a chance at life, so I took
her to the vet’s office.  From then
on, I was always around her. We had her in a
huge dog carrier with the top off,  and it
was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to
lay in.  I used to sit and talk to her,
urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay
there looking at me with those big brown eyes.
We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still
couldn’t stand. It got to the point where the
decision was made to euthanize her
if she couldn’t stand in a week. You know you don’t
want to cross that line between torture and
rehab, and it looked like death was
winning.  She was going to be put
down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in
on that Thursday afternoon. I didn’t want to go
to the center that Thursday, because I couldn’t
bear the thought of her being euthanized;
but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone
was grinning from ear to ear. I went
immediately back to her cage; and there she was,
standing on her own, a big beautiful
eagle.  She was ready to live.  I was
just about in tears by then.  That
was a very good day.

We knew she could never fly,  so the director
asked me to glove train her.
I got her used to the glove,
and then to jesses, and we started
doing education programs for schools
in western  Washington .
We wound up in the newspapers,
radio (believe it or not) and some
TV.   Miracle Pets even did a show
about us.

In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with
non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. I had stage 3,
which is not good (one major organ plus
everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of
chemo.  Lost the hair – the whole
bit.  I missed a lot of work. When I
felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey
and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would
also come to me in my dreams and help me fight
the cancer. This happened time and time again.

Fast forward to November 2000

the day after Thanksgiving,
I went in for my last checkup.
I was told that if the cancer was not
all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last
option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they
did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for
the results.  I went in Monday, and I was
told that all the cancer was gone.

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So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and
take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty
and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her
up, and we went out front to the top of the
hill.  I hadn’t said a word to
Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me
and wrapped both
her wings around me to where I
could feel them pressing in on my back
(I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she
touched my nose with her beak and stared into my
eyes, and we just stood there like that
for I don’t know how long .  That was a
magic moment.  We have been soul mates ever
since she came in.  This is a very special bird.

On a side note:  I have had people who
were sick come up to us when we are out, and
Freedom has some kind of hold on
them.  I once had a guy who was
terminal come up to us and
I let him hold her.
His knees just about buckled and he
swore he could feel her power course through his
body. I have so many stories like that..

I never forget the honor I have of being so close
to such a magnificent spirit as
Freedom.

Hope you enjoyed this!

But they that wait upon the Lord

shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles;
they shall run, and not be weary;
and they shall walk, and not faint.

Isaiah 40:31





Cancer is  a strange cell.
You can go along for years in remission
and then one day it pops its head up again.
If you ever have it you will never be free of it.
Pray for the day there will be a permanent cure.

A SMALL REQUEST…


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93% won’t forward, but I’m Sure You Will.


A small request…..Just one line

Dear God,

I pray that You will guide someone to find a cure for cancer in 2012 .
In Jesus Name, Amen

All you are asked to do is keep this circulating.
Even if it’s only to one more person.
In memory of anyone you know who has been
struck down by cancer or is still living with it