@BenVerlander Hey Ben — next up for you has to be a trip the the Best Coast and the Nanaimo Bar Trail in the Harbour City — and a NightOwls game in @cityofnanaimo at historic @Serauxmen , opened by Mickey Mantle! (Our coach @CodyAndreychuk looks like John Schneider, too…)
I try to tweet about my daughter, Charlotte, so she doesn't get forgotten. She died on the 24th February 2016, almost nine years ago. She was diagnosed with brain cancer on the day of her prom. 'Fortunately', as she quipped, she had no plans. 'We've found something on the brain,' they said, a 'tumour'.
That day, in July 2013, our lives would change forever. Suddenly, we had a file with a glossary of terms to do with cancer and treatment. Words we’d never heard of, such as 'anaplastic astrocytoma', soon rolled off our tongues. Similarly, I became accustomed to naming, by heart, every one of the fifty pills that Charlotte had to take daily.
In September 2013, we nearly lost her. However, Charlotte, ever stoic, endured the thirty-two days of radiotherapy that was required to keep her illness at bay. She felt tired and she felt sick. Last year I received a diagnosis of breast cancer, I had five days of radiotherapy. Mine was localised to my chest; Charlotte's was localised to her brain. She left those sessions tired, battered and bruised, but onwards she went.
2014 was a ‘good year.' Good, of course, only by the standards of not knowing how long one's daughter might be around. Charlotte was stable and it seemed as though her condition, as life threatening as it was, might be managed, as countless other chronic conditions are, by the occasional visit to the hospital.
2014 was the year that Charlotte became herself. For almost her entire life at school Charlotte was plagued by Generalised Anxiety Disorder. This affliction, which had prevented her from getting the bus on her own, was dwarfed by the immediacy of the situation she found herself in; there were, as they say, "bigger fish to fry." And fry them she did.
Charlotte wanted to tell the world what it was like to live with a brain tumour.
Her YouTube channel did this. From its start, in 2014, to her final appearance, in 2016, Charlotte displayed her courage and stoicism with the utmost candidness and positivity. We have tried our best to continue this by uploading updates regarding Charlotte's BAG, and the work that we do, to Charlotte's channel.
2015 was the worst year. It was the year that all optimism for the future and we held it dearly fell apart. It was the year that Charlotte's grade three anaplastic astrocytoma mutated into the deadly and incurable glioblastoma.
Despite this, Charlotte continued to document her journey. When she filmed her final video, she could not speak I spoke for her. It was for World Cancer Day and, as Charlotte suffered to get her words across, she wanted everyone to know that she was still there, suffering but fighting.
‘When I die, you can take it down. No one will ever be interested in a girl with a brain tumour.' Charlotte's last words in regards to the future of her YouTube channel.
Fortunately, we didn’t we couldn’t. Charlotte left a legacy for all of us to learn and to watch. She showed the life and the fate of a sufferer of one of the most underfunded types of cancer, brain cancer. She never stood a chance.
Glioblastoma is a terminal grade four cancer there is no cure. Watching my daughter deteriorate in her final weeks was nothing other than horrendous. Yet, there are ways to fight this: We at Charlotte's BAG believe that all money should go to world-changing and life-altering research.
The big difference with our charity is simple:
We self-fund everything.
No salaries
No overheads
No advertising No merchandise
We even cover PayPal & PO Box fees ourselves
That means 100% of every donation goes directly to research at Charlotte’s Lab, King’s College Hospital, London, a lab named in her memory.
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Construction is officially underway on the Nanaimo Cancer Centre at NRGH, with ground broken on Friday, Oct. 31.
It will feature 16 treatment bays, an oncology care unit and more for patients receiving cancer care closer to home.
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@manchESCer@Thomas_Smith90 Am so sorry.
I lost mine suddenly almost 5 years ago.
Scream. Cry. Curse in anger.
And then breathe. And feel the love that will always be inside of you.
❤️💔
@manchESCer@Thomas_Smith90 I’m so, so sorry for your loss. 💔🕯️
My deepest condoleances 🙏
Wish you strenght for the future.
I know what you’re going through, I lost the love of my life 3 years ago completely unexpected and I’m still lost in life.
@manchESCer@Thomas_Smith90 Nothing prepares us for this, it’s been almost 6 months since my partner passed away and …
His jacket is still on the hook
His smokes are still on the bench
His slippers are still in the bedroom
His razor is still in the bathroom
The loss is a burden & I am sorry for your loss
@manchESCer@Thomas_Smith90 I’m so sorry for your loss. Twitter can be a cesspool, but when my husband passed away unexpectedly in 2019, I received so much love and support here. I’m glad to see people are reaching out to you.
My beautiful partner of 12 years passed away in the early hours of yesterday morning. I’m utterly broken.
I love you so much @Thomas_Smith90
I don’t really know why I’m posting this here - neither of us posted much - but some may knock w him and I am sorry for all our loss.
#ThirstyThursday! Regulation sized pints of Sleeman’s Honey Brown or our latest Gina’s Mexican Cantina Lager created by our amigos at Mount Arrowsmith Brewing for just $6.50. 🍻
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Our favourite neighbourhood is blazing with fiery Autumn colours!
Here are a few pics we took yesterday of #Harewood's Fall colours. See them all in the photo gallery at the link below.