Words from the road.
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Written by Ondre
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Thursday, 01 September 2011 00:24 |
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Abigail Goss is a two-year old girl fighting a rare, deadly cancer called Neuroblastoma. I met her father by chance on a flight. After hearing their struggle and the continued treatments that would require them to travel cross county each month, I was moved to help. Below is her story. Please visit her website for more information and details on how you can support Abigail on her path to health.
ABOUT ABIGAIL
Abigail is the fifth child in the Goss Family. Her siblings are Mary (11), Hyrum (10), Elisabeth (8) and Rachel (5). Everyone loves Abigail. Her grandparents adore her.
By the end of 2010, Abigail had not been feeling well for a couple of weeks. On Saturday, January 15, we noticed a lump on Abigail’s lower neck near her shoulder. We took her to the urgent care and were told to take her to a children’s hospital for blood work to determine what it might be. After drawing blood (which Abigail HATED), x-rays of chest and abdomen, another IV, and a CT scan, the doctors believed it to be a pediatric cancer called Neuroblastoma. The tumor started on her left kidney/adrenal gland and worked its way up through her torso, behind her heart, and surrounded her aorta artery. It had pushed all her organs over and collapsed a lung in it’s aggressive growth. To see a massive tumor taking over the abdomen of your child is a dreadful thing. To hear the doctor say “It’s cancer.” is a parent’s nightmare.
She was diagnosed at 19 months old with Stage 4, high-risk, myc-n amplified, poor shimada, unfavorable histology. All the bad markers. Her cancer was metastatic, meaning it had spread all over her body. Numerous lesions were found in all the main bones (skull, collar bone, ribs, pelvic, femur, etc), and her bone marrow was also filled with cancerous cells.
Abigail has had 5 rounds of chemotherapy, has started a non-toxic alternative cancer treatment called Protocel, and has had her tumor successfully resected. She is currently NED (No evidence of disease)!!! Her response was, as one oncologist put it, “much better than average, much better than average.” He said that out of his 35 years of experience, maybe 5% of NB cases have had results like hers. We pray that she will be able to keep the cancer from coming back.
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Last Updated on Thursday, 01 September 2011 01:51 |
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Written by Ondre
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Tuesday, 21 June 2011 00:00 |
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What inspires me? Adversity. I am not inspired by fluffy things, but rather by seeing what other people have to deal with in this world. For wherever I see disharmony, discord, horror, abuse or neglect, I see inspiration. I am inspired to continue to fight for what I believe in with the knowledge that we can effect change.
Where I see pain, I see a chance for relief and comfort. Where I see sadness, I see a chance for a smile and happiness, and where I see loss and hopelessness, I see a chance to be found, to hope, to love and to belief.
In fact, inspiration to me is that little bit of magic that lives inside of all of us, and if you can discover it within yourself or help someone else become inspired, not only can you change them but you can change the world.
So, I guess that every day I am inspired and the harder and more difficult it gets, the greater the inspiration. So, perhaps, true inspiration is born not from luxury, but from adversity.
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Last Updated on Tuesday, 21 June 2011 15:07 |
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Written by Staff
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Friday, 21 January 2011 15:50 |
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Ty McNab is a friend and Inspiration to all of us here at Ondre International. This poem is published in his book, "Cowboy Poems from Oregon's Sagebrush Sea". Copies of his book are available through The Magickal Florist (530) 265-8307. He is currently working on a second book of poetry. Thank you, Ty for giving us permission to post this poem in our blog.
"Just as long as I'm Alive"
Open these eyes of mine,
Go to the window and look outside,
I swear I'm in heaven,
The years it took me to get here were seven
Now I'm living again,
Breathing in the smell of sweet sage and oxegyn,
The traumatic memories have left my dreams,
The memories now only consist of riding this sage brush sea,
Get me a good horse
And I'll set my course,
It feels like sailing the ocean
With no worries of where I'm going,
So let me go,
Let it rain, sleet or snow,
I don't mind
Just as long as I'm alive.
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Last Updated on Saturday, 22 January 2011 00:47 |
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Written by Ondre
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Thursday, 12 August 2010 02:01 |
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If you are having a hard time getting up in the morning it is usually because you are not happy with the way your life if going right now. My advice is to get up a little earlier and before you do anything, step outside, breath in the fresh air and look around at all the beauty that surrounds you. |
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Last Updated on Friday, 21 January 2011 15:49 |
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Intuition has been around since the dawning of life. It is our sixth sense.
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