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BY CLICKING ON THE TEEN ANGELS FOREVER IN THE LIGHT, YOU WILL BE HELPING CHRIS GET VOTES THAT ENABLE HIM TO GET A BETTER BANNER MADE JUST FOR HIM
This is the story of a VERY Brave young man, diagnosed at age 15, now 19 years(FOREVER0 old.
He has graduated from the Childrens Hospital and his care from now on is at Princess Margaret Hospital in Toronto.
New Oncologist, Dr. MARK MINDEN
BLOOD AND BONE MARROW DONORS EVERYWHERE......THANKYOU FOR THE LIVES YOU SAVE.
EVERYONE SPREAD THE WORD ABOUT THE GRAVE NEED FOR MORE BLOOD DONORS AND BONE MARROW DONORS, ITS THE BEST GIFT YOU WILL EVER GIVE
Christopher was born a preemie and weighed 4lbs, not bad for almost 2 months early, so even back then the lad had a rough time, 1 month spent in NICU before I could bring my little precious home.
At the age of 15 I thought he was behaving rather oddly, sleepy, antisocial and well, kinda out of it.
My mothers instinct kicked in big time and I took him to the doctor, and had a chat on the sly with him to ask Chris if he was depressed or into alot of dope........first things a mom would think with a teen!
During examination, he said he heard a heart murmur, and sent us for an echocardiogram two days later........that began the journey into hell..........
We were sent straight up the the ER for a CT scan which showed a very large tumour growing on his thymus gland......shock
Sent straight to The Hospital For Sick Children and went through 2.5 year of chemotherapy. Relapsed 3 months later and was decided BONE MARROW TRANSPLANT WAS HIS ONLY OPTION
TRANSPLANT DONE OCT 23/03...RELAPSE WITH ABDOMINAL TUMOUR May/04, OPTIONS..MORE CHEMO
since that tumour, there have been 2 tumours one on either side of his heart, another again in abdomin area, options more chemo, do nothing and let it kill you or fight on....
Chris chooses to fight on....
7 a FEW MONTHS LATER ANOTHER ABDOMINAL TUMOUR! weeks just after Christmas...spent in hospital....very grave...
yet another tumour....touching the sack of his heart, radiation, bone marrow has been failing for past couple of months...
Tried radiation, got two doses Thurs and Friday, died Monday, Feb. 28/05...
Overwhelming pneumonia, or sepsis, or ARDS
Glad you gave up the fight my PRINCE...YOU'VE FOUGHT LONG ENOUGH...
I WISH YOU PEACE SPECIAL THANKS TO DR. MARK GREENBERG AND CHRIS'S NURSE FROM THE HOSPITAL FOR SICK CHILDREN IN TORONTO...WITHOUT THE TWO OF YOU WE WOULD HAVE HAD NO CHANCE....
THANKS TO ALL THE DOCTORS AND NURSES INVOLVED WITH OUR DEAR CHRISTOPHER OVER THE YEARS...
YOU ARE DEDICATED, SPECIAL AND DO A JOB THAT NO ONE CAN UNDERSTAND, THANKYOU
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Cancer
Can you but feel my sorrow, can you feel my pain,
or even see my tears falling like rain,
know of the sickness and of the strain,
all of this I must endure again and yet again.
All of the drugs, the chemicals too,
the treatments I go though,
from all those injections,
come bruises often black and blue.
Now I look so different, now often I look strange,
for in this battle my body must change,
to defeat this cruel killer,
my life I must re-arrange.
Cells in my body are me trying to kill,
to win this great fight I must have the will,
your help and love is all that I ask,
to get me though this onerous task.
Every day and every night,
against this cancer I must battle and fight,
while I cry and weep,
this single thought I keep.
Reclaim my life, reclaim my right,
keeps me going night after night,
to live and to love as is my right,
I will not surrender, I will always fight.
Tony Williams - Broken Hill NSW
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Thursday, July 10, 2008 11:33 AM CDT Hello readers,
Sorry for the long delay in updating, I guess that is a good sign, that perhaps I am moving on somewhat in life...
all is well here, Ian and I are going on a trip this Sunday to the east coast of Canada, first trip in over 20 years for me!
I am currently sporting a splint of sorts on my right ring finger till at least the end of August, the tendon came unattached at the top of my finger, stupid me, leaned wierd on it and it made a crunching sound and when I looked at my finger, it was hanging down at the tip and no matter how I tried I couldn't get it to raise back up...so from 8pm to 4:30 am spent in emerg, waiting for a splint lol! Didn't hurt at all this injury, but its difficult to type.
Sister Sally is doing well, all is going smooth since she's moved in...
can't type anymore, arm is killing me because I have to keep my finger straight and can't use it to type lol...
Wish me luck on my trip I am phobic about sleeping in strange beds so I am taking my own bedding and pillows LOL
Hope to see some whales and eat great seafood, but Ian will have to crack open the shellfish for me cuz of the injury LOL
Have a great summer
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