Two small words but With Major Impact On Our Lives
Billy Gene Boden – 2 years old.
A precious, and very smart little redheaded boy.
When I was only five years old the neighbor baby wouldn’t quit crying and finally his mom and dad took him to Lowry Military base to be checked out. He had cancer of the eye that ultimately went to his brain and by 3 years old he died, but before he did, he announced to his Mother that he had a talk with Jesus and Jesus told him he had to go home with him, but for his Mom not to worry because someone was coming to take his place. He died two days later. TRUE! Another Boy. The impact his death had on my young life cannot be put in words.
Sheena Fogg – my great uncle Artie’s sister in England. A beautiful 34-year old redhead.
A few years later my great uncle’s sister in England developed something ‘new’ it was called ‘breast cancer’. It was a ‘beast’ of immense proportions. After removing both of her breasts they had to go in and literally scrape all the flesh from her spine; she died less than a week after that procedure. I was only 7. I never forgot her and what happened; Sheena’s illness impacted my life forever.
Mabel Fogg – my great aunt, married to Artie Fogg Another redhead.
At 5:30 am one morning we received a call from Artie telling us to rush to their home as he had a problem with my aunt: she was hemorrhaging blood clots the size of cow’s liver. She had Colon Cancer. Her bedroom and bathroom literally looked like someone slaughtered a cow. Horrific is all I can say. She was lucky – she survived for twenty years.
Dorothy “Dottie” Jean aka “Carrots’ for her bright red hair.
One day my Mom had what she thought was a small whitehead on her nose. She popped it and put a tiny band-aid over it. Month after month the band aid was there; then there were two. Then one day, promising to take her to lunch, I got home early only to discover something I was not ready to see. She forgot to put the bandages back on her nose and I saw that the entire cartilage was gone. She didn’t know I saw it. I didn’t discuss it during lunch. I couldn’t get my mind wrapped around what I saw. The next day I demanded she go to the doctor. Her retaliation was that “I was going to kill her” by making her go. Ultimately, she lost her entire nose, it went into her jaw and ate out a chunk the size of a large peach – whatever she put in her mouth fell out. It ate into her throat and then went into her spine before it swallowed her brain. Her story is in The Savannah Series.
MYRNA RAE’S SUPPORT OF SUSGAN G. KOMEN ‘FOR THE CURE’
Designed Emily The Ber (2008) producted and imported the finished bears into US promo with Home Shopping Network
DONATED (GAVE AWAY) 5,600 EMILY BEARS ($84,000+)
Emily: © 2008 Myrna Rae, All Rights Reserved
As I was putting this information together I decided to see what impact having the ‘redhead’ gene has on our lives so I Googled ‘MEDICAL DAILY’ AND DISCOVERED: ‘8 WAYS HAVING RED HAIR AFFECTS A PERSON’S HEALTH, FROM PAIN TO SEX.’ READ IT! “#6 – When a redhead’s skin is exposed to ultraviolet rays, PTEN breaks down and pigment-producing cells grow quickly, eventually developing into cancer.” © MEDICAL DAILY. PLEASE, READ THE ENTIRE ARTICLE.
When I was working on the project for Susan G. Komen, For The Cure ®, I discovered that African American Women have a significant greater predisposition to breast cancer. So that everyone understands the reason I stopped researching this information at that time was because it was in late 2008 that my husband Bob was just starting to show significant signs of having COPD/Asthma/Diabetes and at one point the doctor thought he might have Lung Cancer. Before I could turn around, Bob was diagnosed terminally ill. Finally, in August 2012 I put everything in my business life on hold to take care of him. He needed significant daily care. (I did the same thing for my Mom.) It was not until October 2014 that he was put in hospice in our home. The ‘absolute hell’ he went through for three years was, and still is, mindboggling to me. While I had several African American acquaintances, I did not have anyone really close to discuss the issues of African American women and breast cancer. Bob passed away on October 15th, 2015 after a hideous illness. Nearly three years later I am still reeling from what he went through.
AFRICAN AMERICANS HAVE INHERETED PREDISPOSITION TO BREAST CANCER
GO TO: http://www.nbci.nim.nih.gov
NO DOUBT I NEED TO DO MORE RESEARCH ON HOW CANCER AFFECTS OTHER ETHNICITIES.
Bob and Skeeter after Chemo
Gone, But Never Forgotten
CANCER RESEARCH HELPS PETS TOO!
For those of you who are ‘pet lovers’’, I know the strides that cancer research makes affects not only humans, but also animals. As Bob’s health worsened in October 2012 our Cocker Spaniel Skeeter developed Lymphoma. What a nightmare on top of a nightmare! We lost Skeeter on November 11th, 2011 and his death was something Bob could not get over, neither could our Beagle, Sally Anne. Bob apologized for leaving me, explaining, “Myrna . . . Myrna, I’m so sorry, but I have to leave here and go take care of Skeeter. I lost Sally shortly after losing Bob. No doubt they are taking very good care of each other in heaven.
There is no ‘good’ reason not to DONATE TO CANCER RESEARCH
None at all!
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