Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Nombarathi Poovu

 


The purpose of life is to listen - to yourself, to your neighbour, to your world and to God and, when the time comes, to respond in as helpful a way as you can find... from within and without.

Fred Rogers


Dear Friend,


In the Year 1997.......


                   There was a portrait of 'Sacred Heart' which was framed in wood hung down just above the entrance of that Hospital. A few were standing below  with closed eyes and had lighted candles in their hands. The Entrance leads to a hall, where most of the visitors were sitting on the chairs; arranged in Lines. As my friend once said, You can’t see any happy faces at the Hospital premises. They were having a shaded face and waiting for their call from the Outpatient ward. Some were queued up near to the Pharmacy as well as enquiry box. Right of the Enquiry Box, There is a long corridor illuminated throughout with yellow lights, having white brackets.


                  There (at the Corridor) a Mother (Grace) and Son (Paul) waiting to see the Specialist Doctor(Oncology).Mother’s Face was weighing with pain and that made Paul uncomfortable. He knew her Mother very well so while leaving from the home, he told her not to come. Paul was looking at the Anatomy chart which was fixed near to the door. He saw a Spider weaving its web on the Anatomy Chart. He looked at its effort with a childlike curiosity. After a while nurse called his name from behind the half closed door. Both went inside and seated infront of the Doctor. After examined through the test reports; He asked straight to him..Have you seen any time before..He cleared The throat and continued..." blood came from root of the Teeth"....Paul smiled at him.. “Yes Doctor, When I brushed the teeth in the Morning.” “Ok, Any other time..”. “No”..Anxious Grace asked him, “Doctor, Symptoms of Cancer.” Paul and Doctor looked at her. Anyone can read the fear from her Face..(Paul knew that Fear is the Smile of Devil). “Nothing to worry, A small Count variations in the Blood. I will give a letter to Medical College. No Fear, Only to Clear my doubts” She came out with cries which no one can wipe off. ‘Poor’ Spider was still on the anatomy chart and weaving its web without knowing anything happened to Paul!!



     That Afternoon, She sat infront of the opened Bible and read out lamentation in the psalms. She shared the story with the praying communities. Later the Experts confirmed that it was just a mild Pneumonia. You should see her comforted face at the time of hearing the good news. Grace cries were heard by the Good God. Paul believes that Spider has stopped weaving its web on the Anatomy Chart.!!

But.........In the Year 1997


Flower of Sorrows (An internet Story-True)


 Alexandra Scott,a cute flower  was bloom on January 18, 1996 to parents Jay and Liz. Two days before her first birthday, she was diagnosed with neuroblastoma, an aggressive childhood cancer. When Alex was four, she was inspired to have a lemonade stand with the goal of raising money to help "her hospital" and in July of 2000, Alex donated over $2,000 to Connecticut Children's Medical Center.



When they moved to Philadelphia in early 2001 to pursue new treatment options. She continued her lemonade stand and her third year she raised $20,000 for Children's Hospital of Philadelphia in honor of her friend.

In 2004, Alex set a goal of raising $1 million for her lemonade fund. With the help of friends, family and strangers who hosted lemonade stands in all 50 states and a few other countries, Alex's goal was met. Sadly, on August 1, 2004, Alex withered away. However, before Alex passed away, she set another goal: to raise $5 million for pediatric cancer research in 2005.

Alex's Lemonade Stand will continue as a living testament to the inspiration one young girl provided.


 


My Love to You


Subin


 



"You're gonna be brave, right?" "Right." Diana, age 5, and her father share a moment before she receives her weekly dose of chemotherapy through a port in her chest, January 10, 2007

 



Diana is seen being stitched back up, post-surgery, on July 27, 2007

 


 "Seven months after her initial emergency room visit which led to the discovery of a tumor in her kidney, a surgery to remove the diseased organ, radiation and six months of chemotherapy, Diana sits in her father's pickup truck in the hospital parking deck ready to leave the children's hospital as a disease-free 5-year-old."

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