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September 6th, 2013
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How You Can Help My Mood, Part 2.

So Rebecca’s still got brain cancer.

That’s not a way to start a happy post, but it happens to be the truth: Rebecca is five, and she’s about to go in for dangerous proton therapy and a cocktail of chemo.  No child should be forced to go through this.  No family should.  And I posted an article yesterday on how misleading the survival rates are for children’s cancer (hint: lower than grownup cancer), and though Rebecca’s chances are better than many others, they’re still not good.

So we walk.

A couple of weeks from now, I’ll be doing a two-mile walk to raise funds to help battle children’s cancer.  I will be doing it in a big swoopy purple cape, for Becca loves purple and she loves capes.  I doubt the funds raised here will help Rebecca directly, but here’s thing:

Rebecca is a window.  Rebecca is how I view the millions of other families enduring this, the uncertainty, the terror, the oscillating between hope and despair until you collapse in a wet heap in the middle.  Nobody should have to go through this.

Let me repeat: nobody should have to go through this.

And so I’m going to do my small part to try to fix this.  I’m not a doctor, or a researcher, or anyone who’s scientifically gifted in any way.  But I have a voice, and a small audience, and I am going to ask that audience to donate if they can.

Because fuck cancerLet’s take that fucking tumor and shove it down the universe’s throat.  With a smiling girl with an uncertain future by the wayside, laughing, in her own purple superhero goddamned cape.

Cross-posted from Ferrett's Real Blog.

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Date:September 8th, 2013 12:21 pm (UTC)
I am so sorry. Please wiggle your cape beguiling at random people for me.

I too, am a Rebecca, so feel a connection, even with 39 years and thousands of miles difference. </p>

And three weeks ago I saw my life long friend die of cancer. Sat with her and told her to go on one last big journey if she needed to go. And she did.

She was also 44.

You and I are the same age, we both went through a critical life incident recently, and we both want to punch cancer in its soul destroying face.

I don't know how to resolve my friend's death, with my own recent escape back into life, but I do know that wearing a cape is a good thing in my eyes.

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