September 2010

This morning, my 93 year old friend passed away from colon cancer. She was a dear friend of mine, filled with wit, charm and positivity. Aside from colon cancer, she also had MS, so she was confined in a wheelchair. She had so loved to dance with her late husband and to host dinner parties at her home, so her paralysis could have debilitated her spirit, but instead, she said, “I can’t do anything about it, so I’m not going to worry about it.” She knew I was training for the NY Marathon and would occasionally ask me how far I had run. Last week, I told her about my 15 mile run and she shook her head in jest and said I was crazy. We laughed together.

In April of 2003, my father passed away from colon cancer. He was retired military and always had the stoic nature of a soldier. When he was 70 years old, he became the “Sit Up King” at Ft. Lewis, WA for completing 5,000 sit ups in one go. He was also the “Push Up King” for 500 pushups. He beat out all the young GIs. But the one thing he couldn’t beat was his cancer. He was diagnosed in January, and after a couple of operations, chemo and radiation, he took a quick turn for the worst and struggled as the cancer metastasized to his liver, lungs and bones.

Today I have decided to run for the colon cancer charity as I have been touched by this disease, which is one of the most common forms of cancer in the US. If you’re over 50, please ask your doctor about a colonoscopy, and if it runs in your family, ask your doctor if you need one earlier.

The last time I tried to run a marathon was March 2003. I was trying to train while I was my dad’s caregiver. I got half way through the LA Marathon and had to pull out in defeat. This year, I hope I can complete the NY Marathon for my dad, my friend, for anyone who has had, has, or will have cancer or knows somebody who will.

Please check out my charity page here and consider donating to this or one of the other charities http://www.crowdrise.com/katjohn

Thanks.

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I’ve been following this series of stories from TEDChris’s Posterous blog and have been moved by the stories and images he’s sharing.  They are heart-wrenching, infuriating, devastating and inspiring. 

The video hurts to watch, but it gives you an insight of what it’s like there.  I got chills and my eyes burned with tears at the end. 

I don’t need to see anymore, or hear anymore, to know it’s time to take action.  I’ve included TEDChris’s blog post below, as it includes links where you can help.  You can also check out his other posts which chronicle the conditions for humans and animals. 

Pakistan flood story 16: These babies urgently need your help

Just received this video from Dr Awab Avi, fresh back from a visit to a pediatric ward overwhelmed by flood victims. 

Watch if you dare…

Dr. Awab Alvi takes you through a walk-thru tour of the Pediatric ward at the Civil Hospital Shikarpur to show the deplorable conditions.

The ward looks after only the most severe cases. There are three natal wards with a total of 20 beds, which now hold over 100 children. Some generous donor had air-conditioners installed, making it barely livable. Once you walk out of the rooms, the stench and the heat of the hallway is unimaginable. Toilets down the hall are over-flooding beyond belief.

Team members from OffroadPakistan visited the ward, and desperately want to make a difference. They need help to raise funds and expertise to save the lives of these gentle little kids. Dreaming big, they hope to revamp the entire Civil Hospital in this area, as a long-lasting measure for this impoverished city.

You can donate at SARELIEF.com

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A star is born. Ausgezeichnet!

According to FriendCaller’s blog

“After FriendCaller was referred by many well-known blogs worldwide, even got a report in a local newspaper, last week a team of the german TV station called WDR visited us in our office in Werl.”

This is definitely a company to keep your eye on.  Check out their blog here

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