Dear Beau, on the day of your port removal,

Dear Beau, Last night you scored the winning run of your baseball game. I cried hot tears as you ran across home plate and into the dugout where your teammates crowded around you, everyone estatic. You struck out earlier in the game and were so down on yourself. The game had been a nail biter… Continue reading Dear Beau, on the day of your port removal,

A supportive kitchen floor and a shopping spree.

After posting my dark room post a dear cancer mama friend asked how I was doing with the one year anniversary of Beau's relapse coming up. At the moment, fresh off a productive writing session and post publication, I was feeling fine. But the audible pause before I answered her led me to wonder how… Continue reading A supportive kitchen floor and a shopping spree.

Canaries in September.

Each September the info graphics start flooding my Facebook feed. As though they finally have an excuse to scream these statistics at the top of their lungs, all my cancer mom friends fill their pages with data on childhood cancer that everyone needs to know. I'm looking at you Jess McKearney, you have brought some… Continue reading Canaries in September.

Three doctors walk into a bar: second T-cell collection

Last week Beaudin had his t-cell apheresis completed locally at our hospital in Denver. Beau had his cell collected. He rocked it. He said the PowerWand line placement was a 2 on the 1-10 pain scale. Which says a lot about how damn brave he is, and also a lot about how lucky we are… Continue reading Three doctors walk into a bar: second T-cell collection

“Sorry,” is the first step, then “How can I help?”

Unfortunately, in the last couple months two acquaintances have reached out with the same question, "Someone close to me has just found out their child has cancer. What do I do? What do I say? How can I support them?" This is what you can do. Establish Rank & File Understand who the front line… Continue reading “Sorry,” is the first step, then “How can I help?”