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Scotts Story
Scott, a husband and father of four, first became sick in the early summer of 2017. Unable to hold down any food, for a number of weeks, and having already lost a tremendous amount of weight, he had had enough and went in for testing on June 16th. Just one day shy of his 47th birthday. Right from the beginning, the doctors feared the worst, Esophageal Cancer.
After enduring nearly every test available to doctors, and the subsequent 72 hour waiting period for test results, Scott was confirmed to have Stage 3 Esophageal Cancer.
Scotts battle hasn’t been unlike so many before him. He’s fought this war for 2.5 years now; winning some battles, losing some. But through it all he’s maintained every positive trait that one would expect from a hero. He’s been brave, courageous, positive, humble and grateful to those that have helped. He had to stop working, for a few months, at the job that he’s loved for nearly a decade, only to return triumphantly as soon as the doctors allowed him.
Through his battle he never once used it as a crutch. He never allowed his fight to be used as an excuse but rather he used it as a driving force. He’s been an inspiration to all that know him. His determination to beat this demon inside him has been nothing short of heroic.
He has fought through surgically implanted feeding tubes, chemotherapy, immunotherapy, and a plethora of drugs; all of which have ravaged his body. When he first became sick, he was a hearty 300lbs, to-date he is struggling to stay about 130lbs. The treatment and drugs designed to save his life are not without horrendous side effects. He’s lost his finger prints due to chemo and, worse, more recently has been plagued by “mini strokes”. These “mini strokes” have led to two significant strokes, while at work, and the current subsequent hospitalization.
Scott is continuing to fight, despite his 3-6 month prognosis. Scott loves life, loves his family and friends and is determined to walk out of the hospital that he currently calls home. At just 50 years old, he knows there’s so much more life to live. He wants to dance with his daughters at their weddings. He dreams of being called Grandpa. He would love nothing more than another couple of decades of driving his wife crazy. We all want and deserve these things; Scott deserves these things. However, he is restricted to a bed as the strokes have left him with limited functionality on his left side and legs. Being unable to work, both he and his family could use and would appreciate any and all help.
Scott, a husband and father of four, first became sick in the early summer of 2017. Unable to hold down any food, for a number of weeks, and having already lost a tremendous amount of weight, he had had enough and went in for testing on June 16th. Just one day shy of his 47th birthday. Right from the beginning, the doctors feared the worst, Esophageal Cancer.
After enduring nearly every test available to doctors, and the subsequent 72 hour waiting period for test results, Scott was confirmed to have Stage 3 Esophageal Cancer.
Scotts battle hasn’t been unlike so many before him. He’s fought this war for 2.5 years now; winning some battles, losing some. But through it all he’s maintained every positive trait that one would expect from a hero. He’s been brave, courageous, positive, humble and grateful to those that have helped. He had to stop working, for a few months, at the job that he’s loved for nearly a decade, only to return triumphantly as soon as the doctors allowed him.
Through his battle he never once used it as a crutch. He never allowed his fight to be used as an excuse but rather he used it as a driving force. He’s been an inspiration to all that know him. His determination to beat this demon inside him has been nothing short of heroic.
He has fought through surgically implanted feeding tubes, chemotherapy, immunotherapy, and a plethora of drugs; all of which have ravaged his body. When he first became sick, he was a hearty 300lbs, to-date he is struggling to stay about 130lbs. The treatment and drugs designed to save his life are not without horrendous side effects. He’s lost his finger prints due to chemo and, worse, more recently has been plagued by “mini strokes”. These “mini strokes” have led to two significant strokes, while at work, and the current subsequent hospitalization.
Scott is continuing to fight, despite his 3-6 month prognosis. Scott loves life, loves his family and friends and is determined to walk out of the hospital that he currently calls home. At just 50 years old, he knows there’s so much more life to live. He wants to dance with his daughters at their weddings. He dreams of being called Grandpa. He would love nothing more than another couple of decades of driving his wife crazy. We all want and deserve these things; Scott deserves these things. However, he is restricted to a bed as the strokes have left him with limited functionality on his left side and legs. Being unable to work, both he and his family could use and would appreciate any and all help.
Organizer and beneficiary
Holly Fournier-Gemma
Organizer
Suffolk, VA
Shannon Butterfield
Beneficiary
