BENEFITING: HOSPICE CARE NETWORK
This run is dedicated to my mother Delia Mcdermott. My mother died in 2010 from pancreatic cancer. Delia was a single mother who raised 3 girls with limited outside resources. Four women and one bathroom called for interesting household dynamics. She was always doing for others and thinking of herself last. Whether she was volunteering for our local church or donating food to a homeless shelter. My mother was always doing something in the name of altruism. However one day she had a stomach ache that would not go away that was accompanied with vicious vomiting and excruciating pain. She would go to the hospital in the middle of the night so that she won't bother anyone. They would send her away and couldn't figure out what was wrong. Finally she was taken to a specialty hospital in Boston, where they opened her up and the cancer was everywhere. She was diagnosed stage 4 and the doctor gave her 2 months to live. My mother packed up my sisters to go and receive treatment. I stayed behind because I was finishing college. My mother went to NJ to go to the cancer center in Philadelphia to receive experimental treatment. After 14 months of fighting, treatments, and surgeries she decided to stop all treatment. She went into hospice. When the Hospice nurses came into the house everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Her fight was over. My mother lasted 48 hours under the care of hospice until she drew her last breath. The diligent and compassionate nurses carried my mother to the other side when she had no fight left and for that I will be eternally grateful for. My relationship with my mother didn't come out of a story book or from a episode of the Brady Bunch. But the last thing that I said to her was that she gave me everything that I needed to survive in this world and I love you. Care Run 108 is a attempt to preserve my mothers fighter spirit. I am not super human or crazy. Well maybe a little crazy …I have been running my whole life have done 5k, 10k, half marathon and marathons. None of them sounded appropriate to dedicate to my mother. Then I researched cancer stats and 108 people die everyday of pancreatic cancer. In my opinion that is far to many. I pray that this run can hope to capture at least a fragment of the woman that she was. She was amazing. I miss her dearly.