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Thank You

by Secondhand Karl on March 11, 2009

in Cam, Cancer Sucks, Dude, Kidz, Teenie

I want to thank everyone again for all of the support, sympathy, donations and the food that we are receiving. Cameron, Christine and I are extremely grateful.
– Dude aka John

And we had 77 people at Lisa’s virtual memorial on Saturday. Glad that lots of you were there.



by Lisa on November 14, 2008

in Acid Reflux Moments, Teenie

After spilling everything that was inside my head twice this week, it’s safe to say that I’m kind of drained.

This weekend my girlfriend Nancy and I are going to finish the last wall in Teenie’s room.  Yes, the poor kid has been living in a bedroom for the past few months with one wall unwallpapered.  Not once has she complained.

Finally, the Hannah Montana bedroom will be complete.

Next project?  Finishing the kitchen.


Mommy/Teenie Time

by Lisa on September 7, 2008

in Cancer Sucks, Teenie

One person dies every minute in this country from some form of cancer. ~Lance Armstrong

All day Friday I had been looking forward to watching the televised program “Stand Up To Cancer” that was on CBS, ABC, and NBC.  Fridays are typically Dude’s karate nights which means Cam goes to karate with him and Teenie stays home with me.  Usually I’m pretty tired so Teenie crawls into bed with me and we watch T.V.  I was hoping we could work out some sort of deal this Friday so I could watch “Stand Up To Cancer” but Teenie had other plans.

She batted her big, brown, puppy-dog eyes at me and asked if we could pop some popcorn and watch a movie together.  She knew that would also buy her some good old quality cuddle time too.  After dealing with major meltdowns every day after school this past week, I knew that little girl needed quality cuddle time more than I needed to watch an hour program on cancer.

The first few weeks of school are always full of meltdowns from both girls as they adjust from summer vacation to a structured schedule.  As parents, Dude and I set high expectations for them too, so I’m sure we don’t help.  We just want them to be great students and start the year off right but it’s rocky until we sort it all out and get the routine flowing.

So, Teenie and I watched “Cheaper By the Dozen II” because that’s the DVD she chose.  We ate some popcorn and cuddled.  We giggled and we were silly.  It was what we both needed and I recorded “Stand Up To Cancer”.

Today, Teenie begged me to take her to her karate class and I reluctantly agreed.  Then she told me what to wear and accessorized my outfit.  My eight year old!  She said, “MOM, you never get dressed up anymore” and that’s when it hit me that she was dead on spot. 

It’s been weeks since I put on makeup or jewelry.   It’s been weeks since I looked good.  It’s been weeks since I felt good.   When you look good, you feel good.  I have to admit that it felt great to look nice!

We went to Teenie’s karate class and then to the Library to get books for her, Cam and I.  After the library we came home and I started to make some jewelry.  Then it occured to me that in all the time I’ve been making bracelets, never have I kept one for myself.  So, today, for the first time I made myself an Ovarian Cancer Awareness bracelet and I’m wearing it proudly.

Look for more to pop up on the site next week.  I’ve got about $1,300 in medical bills to pay so I’ll be making bracelets like mad.

I gave Teenie exaclty what she needed…lots and lots and lots of Mommy/Teenie Time.  I haven’t seen her so happy or content in a long time. 

Tonight Dude and I watched the recording of “Stand Up To Cancer” and I thought everything they packed into that one hour was incredible.  A lot of it left me in tears…but it left me with so much hope.

Did you know that every minute someone dies from cancer?  Every hour 60 people die from cancer?  Every week 15,000 people die from cancer?

I’m not going to be one of those people anytime soon.  I have hope that there will be a cure for my cancer if “Stand Up To Cancer” does what it says it can do.  They want to put teams of doctors who are on the cutting edge of research…together….so they can collaborate….dream teams….to find a cure to all of these cancers.

I’m going to live to see that day dammit.  I have a lot more Mommy/Teenie Time to get in.

Go to for more information.


So today we started another school year. Teenie started third grade. Cam started sixth grade. Cam was the tough one to let go of today. The image of her face is still burning in my mind.

I know, I know…I talked about this yesterday but I sent my baby off to Junior High with teenagers and she’s just 11 years old. If I wasn’t sick, then I’m sure I’d be drinking vodka martinis at 11:00 am in the morning. Well, maybe that’s extreme but I’m worried sick over how she’s doing. Don’t tell me she’s fine either…it’s my job to worry about her.

This morning Teenie was throwing a fit over what to wear as it was time for Cam to leave for the bus. Earlier I had agreed to drive her up the street to the bus stop and hang out in my car until the bus came. I asked Cam if Dude could take her so that I could avert Teenie’s fashion crisis and she said, “No, I want you to take me.” She wanted her mom…she wanted me.

We drove up the street to the bus stop and Cam got out of the car. She looked across the street. She started walking over to the bus stop and then turned around. She came back to the car so, I unrolled my window. I looked at her face and there were tears in her eyes. I could see how scared she was too. She didn’t know any of the older kids at the bus stop.

Just as I was reassuring her that it was O.K. one of the girls in her grade was walking up the street. Cam turned around and ran across the street to be with her. Still, I can’t get the image of her teary eyes out of my mind.

For me it’s bigger than just the first day of school. It’s about being sick and the real possibility that I won’t be here when Cam graduates from high school in six years. Or that I won’t be here to see her off to college. What if she has those same doubts and fears? Dude can’t fix it like I can.

I realize that I’m making it a bigger issue than it needs to be but I’ve been walking around the house with a huge lump in my throat all morning. So to me it is a big issue.

I don’t want to have cancer anymore. I just want it to go away. I’m sorry that I’m not very inspirational today. I think getting up at 5:30 am in order to get two children ready for school has me a little cranky.

Send candy corn.