The first time I had chemotherapy, I cried. I had to sign a consent form that I understood just what was going to happen to me. Of course, I couldn’t read it. Most of that day was a blur, and my eyes were tightly closed. But the finality of consenting to literally poison being pumped … Read more

The response to the fundraiser has been amazing. It has been very overwhelming, and at times difficult to confront the reality of what is happening.

We had decided