Laura Carter Jones
Organized by: Todd Jones
Todd Jones via Crowdrise
December 30, 2014
Today, we spent an unexpected 3 hours at the hospital while Laura recieved an IV containing fluids, medication and nutrients needed to replenish her body.
I had stepped out for a bit to check out the spread at the hospital commissary. Upon returning, the "booth" next to ours had been occupied by a beautiful bald-headed young lady sporting a cowboy hat.
On this particular day, the young lady was accompanied by her sister. When the nurses inquired as to why her sister was with her rather than her mother, the girl responded "Mama had a stroke and is in the hospital".
Privacy is a luxury that few can afford within the hospital environment. As we continued to overhear the conversation taking place, it became obvious that this young lady was dealing with breast cancer. Today was her next to the last treatment and the nurses were celebratory. In addition to her current state of health, she had been born with severe learning disabilities. Years ago and prior to political correctness, we would have labeled her as retarted or "special needs".
As we continued to listen to the banter between the nurses and this patient, it became obvious that whatever we were dealing with was nothing compared to the life of this person.
Gleaning details it seems that her grandmother was extremely important to her. "Granny isn't doint well Doctor". She refered to everyone in scrubs as "Doctor". Her mom had been hospitalized with a stroke and here she was going through a combo of radiation, chemo and IV's to help keep her alive. In the 3 hours that we shared seperatly and yet nearly side by side, her only request was for more popcorn.
While neither of us knew this young lady prior to today, we both agreed that an annonomous dontation might brighten the day of this young lady. Since Laura's IV finished before hers, we left the money with one of the nurses and asked that she give it to her after we had exited the building.
On April 28th, Laura was diagnosed with Stage 4 colorectal cancer. Laura is my wife of 26 years and the mother of our 3 children, Savannah Cheyenne, Jessica Lauren, and Sawyer Jackson. She is the love and the light of my life. Without her, I am nothing.
We have been blessed beyond measure and have have three beautiful, healthy & talented children. Our oldest (Cheyenne) married just this Spring to a fine young man. Our middle child (Jessica) is attending Harding University and our son is to be a senior in high school this Fall. Each is truly a gift from God.
My friends, Laura is having a tough run. Upon diagnosis, she was set on a difficult path that many have tread before. Five weeks of intensive chemotherapy combined with 5 days a week of radiation. Tough indeed.
While I've seen her outwork most of the men I've known, (including me) her small frame was never designed for the rigors of this treatment protocol. The side-effects have taken a toll even though she refuses to admit it. These side-effects of which I won't bother describing, have resulted in severe dehydration. Daily IV's are now part of the regime and thus, more hours spent at the hospital each day.
Once the 5 weeks of treatment are over, it's time to prepare for a very invasive surgery. The doctors say that she needs a few weeks to "recover" from the treatment in advance. At this point, the plan is to head to M.D. Anderson in Houston for the surgery and follow up.
This isn't as much as a plea for financial aid as it is to be a point of contact for the friends and loved one's of my wife. If you know her and can give, please do. It means so much. On the other hand, if you have somehow stumbled upon this page... please give somewhere. Just like the slogan says "If you don't give back no one will like you." lol
For additional updates, I'm working on setting up a blog for Laura to post daily updates. I'll add a link here once I get it set up.
Your prayers and cards are as welcome as any donations.