Sunday, January 28, 2007

My sister's name is Patricia

She is a great woman. At the height of her professional career as a graduate from Rider University in Lawrenceville, New Jersey she had a life other envied. In every way. Today, no one would give a plug nickel for her life. She did nothing in her life to neglected by anyone especially a country that promises so much to it's citizens and now falls short of delivering on those promises.

At the vital age of 27 she was diagnosed with an astracytoma in the region of her brain called the pineal gland.

Pat has been misdiagnosed, hauled from professional to professional and now she is literally being abandoned. The worth of 'the mistake.' The permission of the 'unusual.' The reward of 'understanding.' We have it all, she and I. She survived and the game of 'chance' was diminished to 'shame on you.' So much did she find a home at Baptist/Wake Forest Medical Center so the 'guessing' would never happen again, Dr. Wilson, a reknowned neurosurgeon did a global webcast highlighting the success of more than twenty years of success of modern medicine. There is absolutely no doubt that Patty is a success story. The promise of medicine in the USA only required she stay alive long enough until 'the next step' came along.

The journey started in 1985 with the words, "The blurred vision you are experiencing is caused from inflammed nerves. I want you to see a neurologist."

The 'words' of rememberance in her life that made life worth living were spoken by her former spouse. The marriage didn't survive the tumor. He loved her and lived to the height of promise that young professionals are expect.

He is a great man, still today at the other end of a phone knowing how she is doing. He is again married and enjoys the life a professional is promised. But, it is without the girl of his dreams and the life they were promised from the early years of their success together.

The words of remembrance of 'the tumor' came in such reverberating tones as "I am going to have this craniotomy. I am scared to death my life will not be worth living afterward, but, if I have cancer, please don't tell me."