It didn’t seem right to let today go by without celebrating the life of Adrian Sudbury.

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Adrian (aka Baldy) was a beautiful boy from England who worked tirelessly until the last few days of his life to educate people about the awareness of being a bone marrow donor. If you don’t believe me, do a google search and you’ll find hundreds of stories about him. You can also read some previous posts I wrote about him. He was an amazing man, a fantastic journalist and inspired so many people, many of whom he never even personally met. Me, being one of them.

Without a doubt he made a huge impact on my life in the brief times that we emailed back and forth about ideas for his campaign. He was obviously a very unselfish and loving person. I think everyone who read his blog fell at least a little bit in love with him. There aren’t many words to describe someone like Adrian. He was completely and utterly full of awesome-ness. Is that even a word?

There is no doubt that he has saved/will continue to save thousands of people because of his Sign up for Sudders campaign, which made it all the way around the world and directly to the head of his government – the Prime Minster of the U.K., Gordon Brown.

Although Adrian isn’t here now to directly work on the campaign his efforts continue to save the lives of others because he gave a gift that keeps on giving. If you convince even 1 person to sign up for bone marrow donation and then they convince another person the circle continues and grows larger. This is what Adrian did but on a much larger, worldwide scale. Now solely because of Adrian the U.K. has a secondary school program where every student is taught about bone marrow donation and why it is so important. Imagine all the students who are now educated about donation because of his campaign. Whether on purpose or inadvertently they can now pass that information onto many other people.

With all the ways to share information – blogs, tweeting and facebooking – this circle will keep growing and so many more lives will be saved. It’s amazing!

This is all because of Adrian, literally. This was his brain child and he kept going with it, kept pushing until the very end. He did a lot of his work on the campaign in just the couple months right before his passing. When he left us to start his new journey he left enough knowledge & passion with the people around him to keep his campaign going strong. Because of his determination to help save the lives of other people suffering with the same disease, his dream has become a reality. If you ever think that you can’t make a difference, sit back and think about Adrian.

That is the power of what one person can do.

He started the beginning of a beautiful circle that spanned the globe and will hopefully continue for the remainder of time or until we can put a stop to Leukemia.

Did you know that if you donate bone marrow it can be used to save the life of someone else halfway across the world? If you are a patient you can receive bone marrow from anywhere in the world as well. Thanks to Adrian there are now thousands more people donating and helping to save the lives of Leukemia patients everywhere.

Someday that person could be you, your child, your parent, your friend. The donor could very well be someone who was inspired directly though the school program or from following Adrian’s blog. Perhaps it could be someone who donated indirectly because someone else they knew stumbled upon his story and told them about it. Maybe you’ll tell your co-worker during lunch about this story you’re reading right now, maybe they’ll tell their friends later tonight during happy hour. Maybe one of those people will sign up to be a donor and become a match for someone in need. This is the beauty of the campaign that Adrian started.

One main reason many people don’t donate is because they think it is still a painful surgery with large needles being jabbed into your bones. Nowadays in most instances, it’s not too different from giving blood. You can sit in your street clothes and listen to your Ipod. Most people don’t realize how far bone marrow donation has come and how much less invasive it is. Thanks to Adrian getting the word out about how much easier donation has become and I am sure we will continue to see many more people saving lives and signing up to donate.

Maybe right now that person is you.

For more information visit:

Marrow.org – in the U.S.

Anthony Nolan Trust – in the U.K.

Bone Marrow Donors Worldwide – Everywhere

If you aren’t eligible to donate blood marrow there are other ways you can help:

1. You can sign up to become a school speaker.
2. You can help out a local bone marrow drive.
3. You can tweet about Adrian and what he accomplished.
4. You can give a financial donation to any of the bone marrow registries or to the Sudder’s Campaign.
5. You can buy Baldy’s Book and learn more about him while donating to the cause.
6. You can re-post this article anywhere you want so more people can read about Adrian & bone marrow donation.
7. You can post one of the widgets I made for his campaign to your blog, your website or social networking page so that   other friends/readers may see it, click on it and learn more about getting involved in the Sudder’s Campaign.
8. You can join the Adrian’s Army Facebook group
9. You can work on a grassroots project contacting local legistlators.
10. You can read Baldy’s Blog and forward it to one friend, or 10!
11. You can tell just one person what you learned today about bone marrow donation and how easy it is to save a life.

If you can’t do any of the above, you can raise a glass and say a toast to Adrian Sudbury, his family and the gift he gave to the world. Thank you Adrian!

Love, Beth

Here are a couple widgets I have made for Adrian’s campaign. Please feel free to grab the codes and post them to your own blog, facebook, myspace, etc, page. If you have any suggestions please leave a comment your contact info and I will write back. 

To grab the code click on the share tab at the bottom of the widget, copy the code and paste it into your blog or site. Make sure you copy the entire code or it will not work. Wanna change the size of your widget? If you look at the code you’ll see something like this: width=”300″ height=”271″  – change the 300 to 250 or whatever size works for you and it should switch automatically. The one on my right sidebar was switched to 250, I did not have to switch the 2nd (271) number.

Any suggestions on size, links, pictures or videos are welcome. I was only able to use pictures and videos available online but if someone has others pictures I could make a widget with those as well. I would be more than happy to make specific widgets for Adrian’s family, friends or the Army.

Please pass these on to EVERYONE you know. The more people that post a widget on their site, means more people will visit Adrian’s blog, learn about his campaign and, hopefully, sign up to become donors. Please feel free to pass the codes out at the memorial service as well, if appropriate.

Hmm… It is still so hard to comprehend. When I checked today and saw the post I felt ruined and desolate. Even though I knew this post would come, it still hit like a ton of bricks. I cried all day at work. Adrian Sudbury, the Extraordinaire, passed away today, ending a long battle with Leukemia, but not before making a lasting change in the world.  

This is someone, who although we never met, through our brief emails and exchange of ideas I considered to be a friend. I have elaborated more on this great guy and his plight in other posts and I will do so in the future. I will probably change this post around at a later date as well but today this is what is on my mind. Today was a solemn day.

This line kept repeating up in my head: “What you do takes your further away.”

Courtesy of Mary Magdalene and simply put – what we do in our daily lives, (relationships, work, etc) when we don’t do the right thing, takes us further away. Further from the person we could be and the person we most likely want to be. It leaves us imbalanced and makes us feel insignificant. Usually when we feel this way, we act out – yell at the slow driver, complain about the co-worker who is driving us mad, take our bad day out on our friends & family, etc. We say/think the things we don’t really mean and throughout the day, even if we don’t recognize it, all of those things add up and take us just a little bit further away. Further from the person we want to be, the person, who in actuality, is already within us. Most of us get so caught up in the daily grind that we don’t even remember this. 

If you believe in that concept it only makes sense that the converse must also be true. If what we do has the ability to take us further, than in the same right, there must also be things we do that can bring us closer. Closer to a sense of being, accomplishment & balance. Closer to the type of person we want to be and the changes we want to see in the world. 

This is Adrian, this is where he hangs out – he brings us closer.  Closer to doing the right things for the right reasons. The first gift of bone marrow education he gave us is quite remarkable. Hundreds, if not thousands of people could be saved because of his actions. However the secondary gift he gave, the gift of doing the right thing, is just as immeasurable. Numerous people have commented and thanked him for making them a better person. It’s true – there is something in this blog that you simply can’t deny. The poignancy of his life tribulations made other people lead better lives. Suddenly perfect strangers started thinking twice about the things they did and started going out of their way to do even better things for other strangers. What a beautiful cycle. Thank you Adrian!

 I am one of those people. How could I be so angry at the annoying driver making me late to work when Adrian was dealing with everything in his life and still managing to make the world a better place? I started to think twice and suddenly rushing off in traffic late to work started to become a strange sort of mediation. Thinking about Adrian and the way he chose to live his life, made me live mine better as well. Reading his thoughts gave me a template of understanding. It just made sense and it felt quite tangible, something I could work on. Other people writing similar things on here that convinced me I wasn’t alone in this thought. 

Adrian brought me closer – closer to the person I wanted to be. 

 It seems to me that he brought a lot of people closer. When Adrian’s Army came to fruition it just seemed like the most natural thing – do the right thing and the world will listen. It’s just that simple. 

His light may have been far too short on this earth, but he really could pack a house. Influencing politicians, lobbying for bone marrow transplants, winning awards & making perfect strangers friends – he did a lot! The world was really so lucky to have him. I can only be glad now that he is no longer hurting and I can only hope that our paths will cross again, perhaps in a more permeable way, in another life.

Good luck in Norway Adrian, I figure that is where you’re going now. 

With all the love from the bottom to the top – Bethany

A travel blog with more blogs about sickness than new countries, new languages & new experiences.

Yuck.

I started feeling like I just can’t write what I intended to write on here until I get some of the things going on in my life out of my head. I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer in Dec ’07 when planning a trip around the world. This blog is still about travel but it’s also about me and I’ve been sidetracked lately. When I first found out about the cancer, I did what every sick person knows is completely wrong but cannot help anyway – I looked online. I learned a lot and worried a lot more than needed but one thing I remember is reading the blog of a woman who had been diagnosed with thyroid cancer (there aren’t many) a couple years earlier than me and had the same pattern of illness before she found out what was wrong. I started thinking today, from reading my pal Adrian’s wonderful blog, that maybe I should write my little blip in the cancer story world down. I never intended to do this but decided to today just in case someone like me, 2 years from now is doing the same search I did last year.

If you haven’t visited Adrian’s site, now is the time to do it. You’ll probably never be the same after you read it. In fact, you might be inspired and do something awesome today, tomorrow or next year. In any case, this will make Adrian very happy! So check it out.

Back to Beers and Beans.

I can guarantee you this: This is a travel blog and will always be one. I will be taking my trip, I just don’t know exactly when. My sidebar still has a countdown ticker from back in the day when I put it on there. I thought for a while I could keep going with that countdown but I know now it won’t happen until I can get everything in the health dept. straightened out, which could take a little longer than I thought. The travel beauty of the blog is kinda on vacation right now (she went to hang out in the Swiss Alps for a bit until I sort things out) but do not kid yourself, my friends, this IS a travel blog.

My little blip part 1:

Been a little frustrated lately with my blogging habits. I don’t know if I’m just not the daily blogger type or if I’m just bothered that I can’t figure out how to shrink the text down to normal in my sidebar but I haven’t been using this site as much as I should. Considering I spent MONTHS building it with tons of help from Ms. Brooke-tastic and I need to start paying more attention to it. I guess the other thing is that when I first came up with the idea for this site I was months away from knowing that I had some bummer health problems, so it really was meant to be a travel site, with my grand hopes that I could maybe gets ads on it and make money on the road. Freedom. I hoped maybe eventually it could become a great resource for other people looking to do the same thing. In retrospect I was a bit obsessed. I think I drove Randy absolutely insane with my blog ideas of “a beer a day review” and the “beans around the world” cookbook, just among some of them. There is even a ridiculous video of me and a sock puppet making the Holy Beanacado Super Yum recipe. Someday in the near future this video may surface.

I know, totally corny.

Still it gave me something to focus on and think about when my anxiety was out of control last year. Little did I know my body was working double time fighting off a growing cancer and autoimmune disease in my thyroid. I thought I was just really stressed out. Makes sense now why I couldn’t lose any weight and was gaining it by the bucket load, got that horrible stomach bacterial virus from a 5 day trip to Guatamala that no one else got, why I broke out in a major rash covering the top half of my body after putting on Tiger Balm (which i had used for years) because I cricked my neck doing logic puzzles in my bed on one of the days I was off work for said stomach bug, why the rash took over a week to go away and required many more days home from work and visits to the doctor, why I broke out in a horrible staph infection from my hike in Scotland and stay in London, why I had to go to urgent care several times last year for shots to calm the staph infection, why I constantly had sinus infections was under the weather and also why I simply could not stand the stress of work anymore and literally felt like I was losing my mind. I really felt that way, like I was going really crazy.

Seems so obvious now and I remember talking to my mom on the phone when i was randomly sick and her telling me that I needed to get a full physical and that something wasn’t right. I totally ignored what she said because I hate needles and hospitals and all the things that go along with that. I really thought I was just stressed out. I figured it would go away after the stress was gone, most of which i related to work. Luckily, the company I worked for was on the verge of bankruptcy. Normally most people get bummed out when they are laid off.

Not me, I was ecstatic.

I was so happy I didn’t have to deal with it anymore. No more moronic managers, no more dealing with whiny underwriters and unappreciative clients. I think my problem at that job was that I seriously cared about my clients and went way too far out of my way to help them. It was such a blow to me when they lost trust or went to someone else for a lower rate. Not only did it hurt my feelings but also hurt my pocketbook because I was 100% commission, which only added to the stress. The only thing I missed about work was the group of girls that I taught. I really loved being their team leader and when we had meetings we talked about personal goals instead of bullshit sales goals that we were supposed to be hitting. For the managers at work, nothing was ever good enough, if you hit your goals that meant you could’ve done more. When I landed a huge Mexico development, my mentor, the manager I thought of as a friend, didn’t even take the time to say congratulations. That really hurt. Needless to say, I was so happy when that place folded. It was great! I had my 3 little pet chickens in the yard, my sister and brother-in-law had just moved out from Boston to live with us and Randy and I used to surf in the mornings and eat “Papas Locos” at the cantina while watching the waves.

Good times.

I thought that in a month or so I would be footloose and fancy free and back to my old self. I had been carrying around a lot of loss as well from the 3 devestating deaths that happened in the first 7 months of 2007 as well. I was hoping that with my new free time I could reflect and make peace, at least to some degree, with the feelings of guilt and huge holes in my heart left by each one. I wasn’t planning on moving on, I just wanted some time to focus on being me for a bit.

Funny thing is that it never happened.

Things were continually stressful, I was continously battling some form of being sick, I was full of anxiety (which was something I had no experience with prior) and I was getting depressed. It got to the point that I just didn’t want to go out anymore. I used to love getting beers and dinners with friends, having house parties, going to Mexico for the weekend or spending my weekends hanging around the beach. I didn’t want to do anything, I didn’t want to drink because I would get sick for a week after, I didn’t want to eat out because all i did was gain weight. I didn’t want to run or bike around Mission Bay because I was tired, I didn’t want to surf because I couldn’t keep up with Randy and I would just get pummelled by waves, I didn’t have the fortitude to push through them.  I can honestly say that before and after the surgery, which left me completely in the pits of hypothyroidism, I did not go out for 6 or 7 months. I hung out with people when they came over and I worked a few hours a day with some friends at their office but that was about it. I played a lot of video games in the beginning until eventually I got too tired to even do that. I never was a big TV watcher but that was all I did because it was all i had the energy for. I didn’t want to read, play video games or do logic puzzles, i was just too tired. All I wanted to do was lie around with Mr. Chachers. Being a dog that craves comfort & sleep he was more than happy to be a constant companion snuggling in front of the TV. I was frustrated at the world because of all this and watching daytime TV really doesn’t help anyone’s frame of mind. I think daytime TV is the absolute curse for anyone that is sick and unfortunately you don’t have energy for anything else. It’s like a double edged sword.

I did go to San Francisco for Thanksgiving to help my cousin Sarah move and I was really stressed about it and wanted to just stay home to “relax”. Relaxing was something I was always trying to achieve but never could. If she hadn’t been moving I def. would’ve talked her into coming to San Diego instead. The only other thing I did in the last few months of last year was go to my friend’s holiday party where I then proceeded to cry my eyes out. I didn’t make it to Baja at all from last May until this past March, which if you know me is very strange since in the past I was going once or twice a month.

In Oct. ’07 a nurse at planned parenthood (which is an amazing organization) said I had to get my thyroid looked at asap. Again, I shrugged it off. Not because I was scared but because in June ’06 I had gone to my doctor to have my thyroid tested. That was when I started gaining a bit of weight and noticed that my neck looked a little bigger. She did the standard tests and told me I was fine. I repeated this info to the nurse but it didn’t seem to sway her opinion. When I left her office I still didn’t give a second thought to my thyroid, in my head I already had it tested and it was normal. It wasn’t until she personally wrote me a letter the following month asking me to follow up with it that I started thinking about it.

That got my attention. I never had a nurse write me a letter before.

I made an appt. to get it re-looked at. Honestly, I really didn’t think anything of it. It came as a total shock when they told me I had to go for an ultrasound and then a biopsy. Turns out the original tests I had done in ’06 didn’t include the antibody test, which is where the cancer and autoimmune diseases like to pal around, both of which I was diagnosed with. Normally you fall in the 0-400 antibody range, I was tapped out at almost 10,000. Eeeks! No wonder why I was such a wreck, my body had been working so hard to fight this off, it didn’t have time for other stuff. The additional tests they did also came back very high but amazingly my thyroid TSH tested normal again (and continued to do so until after the surgery). I say this because if anyone reading this thinks they may have a thyroid issue you have to DEMAND that they do the antibody test. It’s just a blood test, very simple since they have to take blood for the other tests anyway. I suffered for a year and half with cancer before i was diagnosed because they told me everything was fine simply because they were too lazy to do the full run up. Thank God thyroid cancer is a slow grower, if it was a different part of the body who knows what would’ve happened. Always make sure your dr. listens to you, if they won’t, then get a new one! I’ve read that other people have had the same problems being diagnosed because their TSH was testing “normal”. It really bothers me how simple it is to correct this by just ordering an additional blood test but it seems to happen all the time. It seems like common sense yet alludes most doctors. Why?

At this point the anxiety in my life was out of control and my doc gave me a prescription for Xanax, which I lovingly referred to from that point on as my “dumb blonde friends”. No offense to any of my extremely smart blonde friends! It was just a joke for myself because it really dumbed me up. I didn’t really like feeling that way but it was better than the constant anxiety and panic attacks. When the biopsy time came around I pumped in a bunch of those bad boys! hahaha!

I have to say at this point honestly, I was really worried. Everyone kept telling me that things would be fine but I just had a feeling in my gut that they weren’t. However the power of suggestion is quite powerful and I actually did manage to convince myself the day before I went to get my results that everything really was fine and that I wasn’t going to have any issues at all.

This is what is called denial.

The thing is that I got a lot of support with this theory so I stuck with it. Everyone loved and agreed with this theory so it had to be true! Unfortunately, I knew the minute my endocronoligist walked in the room that it really was nothing more than simple denial. The initial look on his face, the way he carried himself and shut the door behind him, I knew I was going to get bad news. Then he said:

“I’m sorry to tell you this but you kinda have cancer.”

Huh?

He then went on to tell me I had the 2nd best type of cancer you could ask for and that I would definitely need to have surgery asap and most likely radiation but that it would be ok and that I would be fine. I don’t know, I guess the world stops moving a little when someone tells you that you have cancer. I don’t remember much of that visit except being very mad at the world and being very, very scared. Mainly I was kinda of numb. I was glad Randy was with me but I wished my parents were there too instead of being 3500 miles away on the east coast. It seemed like when I walked out of the office everyone else in the world had stayed the same but I was completely different. I felt really alone.

The dr. tried to be really positive and this made Randy also positive but I wasn’t feeling any sort of “Don’t worry, be happy now” feelings. I was really not a happy camper in any way, which accentuated my feelings of isolation. It’s really hard to listen to other people’s positive feelings about your own health when you have just been told that at 31, you have cancer.

I remember thinking what does “kinda have cancer mean?” Kinda? Maybe I didn’t? Maybe the test was wrong? Maybe we need to redo the biopsy? I mean what is kinda cancer?

I asked him if that was like being kinda pregnant, I guess i was a little pissed off and being a smart ass. Not much of a surprise, I never dealt well with doctors, hospitals or needles (even managed, at age 12, to punch my physician in the face when he was chasing me with a needle – that didn’t go over well on either end as you can imagine).

He explained I did have cancer but that it may not be cancerous, meaning it may not have spread past the thyroid. He detailed that you can still have cancer but only when it spreads is it considered “cancerous”. I guess you really do learn something new every day since I did not know this. He assured me that thyroid cancer is the best type of cancer to have and my type (follicular) is the 2nd best type of thyroid cancer out there. Even though I had undiagnosed cancer now for 1 – 2 years I had some pretty fantastic odds. Even with all this positive news I was still really terrified and quite convinced that any cancer, regardless of type, as long as it was in my body, was def. not “good”.

He said I had to have surgery to remove the cancer (and 1/2 my thyroid) and to find out if it had spread. He added that I may have to remove the entire thyroid and hopefully the pathologist would be able to tell quickly if it had spread (whileI was under) so that i wouldn’t have to redo the surgery again the next day. In any case, I would be on hormone replacement for the rest of my life. Whoa -Double whammy! Cancer and meds for life? Really NOT liking the sounds of that. I have always hated pills and I’m the type of person who puts off taking aspirin until I I really need it. At that point 1 a day sounded totally annoying. Here I am 7 months later at 5 a day and some sort of mist sinus thing at night. It must be a learning lesson for me since I am dead set on getting down to just the 1 pill now. I’ll be rejoicing instead of complaining at that point! Also, as a side note, I realize now how foolish it was to think that 1 pill a day was just unbearable. Now I feel lucky but at the time I was overwhelmed and felt differently.

I have always tried to live a healthy lifestyle – always ate right, vegetarian, social drinker, never smoked and always exercised, I had just run a marathon the year before for Leukemia & Lymphoma research. Now I was unhealthy and that was hard news to take. Then on top of it he proceeded to tell me I also had Hashimoto’s, which is an autoimmune disease that attacks the thyroid. Eventually on it’s own it will completely destroy the thyroid, it also puts me at higher a risk for other autoimmune diseases, like MS, etc. Whoa - Triple Whammy!

Of course I had to ask:

“Why me?”  – There was no answer. None of these things run in my family. No one knows why this happened to me but it did.

Everyone around me was trying to be really positive about this news and kept focusing on the “best type of cancer” verbage. It really fell on deaf ears, all I heard was that I had cancer, I didn’t care if it was the “best type” to have, I still had cancer. I didn’t really even know what that meant - best type? I didn’t know what to expect. I was petrified.

If anyone reading this blog is from the U.K. (and google tells me you are) I greatly urge you to sign a petition going around in your neck of the woods. This is extremely important and gives all the regular Joes & Janes in the world the chance to save a life.

Are you familiar with Baldy?

If not, you should be. A quick read on his blog will tell you of his campaign to save lives, a deeper read (which you will do when you get hooked) will tell you the story of his past couple of years. The ups, the downs, his leukemia battle and the lessons on life we can all learn a bit from.

If your still wondering what I’m talking about, the petition is about Bone Marrow donation. Signing up to be a donor is the best thing to do but if you can’t donate, sign the petition so teenagers can become informed (thru the school system) about donating and learn how to make their own decisions on the matter. It’s simple – the more people on the bone marrow register, the more people who have a chance to win the battle against leukemia. Easy, right?

So step up to the plate and save someone’s life.

I know most people cringe when they think about donating bone marrow but things are different now. About 10 years ago there was a 7 year old girl living in Texas, USA, that was dying of leukemia. My friend Karyn, who has a rare blood type (and is a ridiculously caring & funny person – see pic) was asked to donate when she was at our college blood drive.

She didn’t think twice about it.

She knew she could help someone else live and that was all she needed to know. Back then it was different, a tough process. I remember how she told me about her experience and how the doctors had to repeatedly thrust huge needles into the back of her hips over and over again to pull out the marrow. Even though her entire back was black and blue and she was in pain for quite some time she never regretted her decision. A couple years later, she met the little girl whose life she saved and by some strange instance Oprah got word of this donation and had them all the show! It was crazy!

Lucky for us donation is different now. Watch the video.

The medical community has taken great strides to make bone marrow donation an easy process. It’s so easy now, you can do it in your street clothes sitting in a chair. It’s basically like giving blood – no jabbing needles or hospital stays. Bring your Ipod! It’s so easy there is no excuse why we all can’t do it.

Baldy’s quest is an important one and one that needs to continue. Not only do I love reading his blog and think he is completely awesome, I am also totally in awe of him. If one person can do so much in the last bit of time they have left, isn’t there something that we can all do as well?

I was diagnosed with cancer this past December and his mission has extra meaning to me. I was lucky though, I had the 2nd best type of cancer you can get. I’m still struggling with pills, weight gain and fatigue but every day I’m getting better & healthier. 

I wish Adrian was too because the world cannot afford to lose someone like him.

Every day has new meaning to me now and every 24 hours we all get the chance to start again. If you can’t do it for yourself then do it for someone else. Make a change, make a difference – save a LIFE.

It only takes a few seconds. Sign your name.

Learn more at the Anthony Nolan Trust (U.K.) and at Marrow.org (U.S.).