I’m coming to you today with a heavy heart and in need of your help. My cousin Kelly, basically my BFF, was told two weeks ago that she has liver cancer. It’s a rare and hard to treat form of liver cancer that usually strike people older than sixty, not early forties like Kelly.
Kelly is married to her high school sweetheart, Tom, and works full-time as an ultrasound technician at a Cleveland area hospital. Two weeks ago her sister noticed that Kelly was jaundice and told her to go to the ER to figure out what the issue was. The last thing anyone expected to hear was that she had liver cancer.
My cousin, being the sweetheart she is, didn’t tell me until after my birthday because she didn’t want to ruin my special day. She always thinks of other people before thinking of herself. It’s how she is with all things in life. Since finding out the devastating news, she’s been in and out of the hospital, but mostly in as they poke and prod her to find out how to specifically treat her form of liver cancer.
Starting next week, hopefully she’ll start chemotherapy. It’s dependent on a few factors since her body is out of whack due to her liver not functioning correctly. She’ll be taking a leave of absence from work using the FMLA but they only pay a portion of her needed income.
Kelly is the sister that I never had. We spent our entire childhood together. Every Saturday night our parents would go out and drag us kids along to dinner, movies, festivals, and whatever else they could dream up. This made Kelly, myself, and her sister thick as thieves. As we got older and our attention turned to boys, Kelly set me up on a date with a boy from her school and he became my first boyfriend. We dated guys that were friends and the four of us spent a lot more time together. When it was time for college, Kelly and I attended the same college and ended up sharing an apartment and being roommates. Trust me, you don’t want to hear the stories. We have more than one and our poor parents would be disappointed, so I’m going to leave them out of this message.
Thank you in advance. The indie community, that includes you, has always come together in times of need and helped each other without thinking twice. I appreciate you taking the time to read this and hope that someday I can repay you with a favor, but I pray it isn’t one for a reason such as this.
Thank you once again.