I Hate Brain Tumors

Monday, March 27, 2006 8:28 PM CST

As Cathy said, this has been an awful week in the brain tumor world.

We lost our dear Fred Schappert. We grieve with Cheri and Olivia and his family.

We also lost John Collins, a very young man, who was diagnosed only 18 months ago.

Kevin Terry has had trouble with nausea and awaits MRI results. He has a dedicated wife and four young children.

Eric Busse has had some major symptoms, an MRI showed huge growth in many areas, and he is now on hospice care. He's a young surfer and bike-rider with an incredible mom and a lovely fiance.

Matt Downey is battling a recurrence, after just getting married in August.

Clyde Green has been experiencing increased symptoms and loss of function and is no longer having any kind of treatment. Clyde and Brenda's 13 year old son, Justin needs prayer; it's a rough road for him.

Please pray for these men and their families. Fred and John were much too young, as is Clyde. Kevin, Eric and Matt are all in their 20's or early 30's. These are young, strong men, fighting with all they have. It's unimaginable. Unacceptable.

Love, Shelley

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