All money collected will be going towards helping with medical expenses, transportation to and from appointments, living expenses, a last bucketlist family trip, while left over money will be applied to any memorial expenses, and donated for awareness and finding a cure.
Thank you for reading, and thank you so much for any help.
This is taken from my mother's facebook post on November 13th: Never before would I have ever considered sharing any personal medical information about myself or my family on any type of social media...until now. I am now at the point where I would like to try and educate and help people before it's too late for them. My cancer color is periwinkle and my month is April. I have recently been diagnosed with the late stages of esophagus cancer that is in my lymph nodes and has spread to my neck, lungs and abdomen. Within 30 days of testing to the day, I was told it was treatable to there is nothing they can do but try and slow it down and make me more comfortable. I can't tell you what I was thinking at that moment, but my husband and I just held each other tight and just sobbed for what seemed like an eternity. I sometimes still feel like it's a dream and I will wake up. We are still in a complete state of shock, and it's been a rollar coaster of emotions. I thought to myself, my god, I just turned 50, my poor husband and children, my first little grandson isn't even one, my family, this is so unfair. I am knee deep into radiation 5 days a week with chemo one long day a week, and with my new much hated BFF....my feeding tube. You never could imagine drinking and eating by feeding tube only...what I wouldn't do for a tall cold glass of ice water and to drink it by mouth. I could never imagine going through all this with all the love and support I have received from my family, Mom, siblings, friends and coworkers, especially my children and best friend, the love of my life of almost 31 years and my favorite nurse , my husband Scott. Who has been up nights with me sick and in pain, sleeping on the other couch with me because he doesn't want to sleep in bed without me. I wake in the middle of the night and he's holding my hand....what true love he shown me. I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me, I don't feel sorry for myself. I have the easy part....the one's you leave behind have the hard part of feeling the sorry and loss. Who I do feel sorry for is the 8 year old little boy who sits and gets his chemo for his terminal cancer that may never see 9. For the one year old with the feeding tube who has never lived a moment of her life without pain, needles, chemo and still smiles. I still pray every day for my miracle....and also pray for strength for my family to pull them through this. I know that when I am done my chemo (just finished my last radiation treatment yesterday) I hope to be feeling a little better, I will be spending any free time I have at the cancer center...volunteering to get warm blankets, pass out food, sit with people receiving their chemo that are alone and have no one to be with them, doing what ever I can to help. This experience has truly changed me...it has taught me so much. The outpouring of love, prayers, cards, words, gifts, gift cards, cash has truly taught me about the compassion and love in people hearts...I am so truly blessed to have such wonderful people in my life and some day I fully expect to pay it forward to another family in their darkest days! Thanks to everyone...I love you all!
- Danielle Stewart
- Christina Coia Seklecki
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- Rogers family
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