Give 30 Seconds for Gwendolyn

I get a lot of e-mail each day. Please don’t think I’m bragging, because in no way am I proud of the spam I have to delete from my Inbox continuously. Some of the legitimate e-mail includes PR pitches (some of which also end up as spam), asking me to review a product or post a press release. My favorite e-mails are from blog friends or even complete strangers who took the time to say hi.

And then I get an e-mail like the one below. A complete stranger, asking so little, with so much to gain from our effortless act of signing a petition. How could I not help? Please read Victoria’s e-mail and sign the petition to help promote Spinal Muscular Atrophy awareness and accelerate research to find a cure.

From Victoria:
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Dear Christina,

I recently found your blog via a mother who follows mine. I immediately bookmarked you and am thrilled to now have your website at my fingertips. Although it may seem random, I am writing to you because I feel drawn to your writing voice and I thought perhaps I may find a advocate in you. And, frankly, I am desperate.

I have a beautiful 16-month-old little girl. She is a happy baby with a fighting spirit — and it is a good thing because she has already been through enormous challenges. My daughter, Gwendolyn, has a degenerative and terminal disease. Over the last eight months, I have grown accustomed to feeding tubes and medical machines filling her nursery. I have even come to terms with the knowledge that I will most likely lose my baby before she reaches the age of two…well, some days any way. I am hoping that you will consider helping me raise awareness about her little known but all too common disease and highlight a petition my husband and I started.

My daughter, Gwendolyn, was born perfectly healthy October 2007. Unfortunately, at 9 weeks old she became very ill and was eventually diagnosed with Spinal Muscular Atrophy or SMA, the #1 genetic killer of infants. In fact, 1 in 40 people unknowingly carry the gene responsible for SMA. It is terminal. It is degenerative. It is cruel. Gwendolyn will never walk, never sit up unassisted, and spends most time completely flat where she is most comfortable. Some days I can not pick her up or snuggle her because the movement is too much for her. She may never speak, although we are hopeful. And while she currently has some arm movement, it seems to weaken every day. She needs help to breathe and even to swallow her own saliva. However, her mind is perfectly fine and already she wants so desperately to do all the things that her failing body hinders.

Although, Gwendolyn’s disease currently has no treatment and no cure, the National Institutes of Health (NIH) has described SMA as the disease “closest to treatment” and researchers claim they are just a few years away from finding a cure. And, there is landmark legislation, the SMA Treatment Acceleration Act, currently sitting in Congress that, if passed, would provide researchers the resources needed to make that last crucial step. In addition, SMA research has already benefited the research of other diseases, such as ALS/Lou Gehrig’s, Parkinson’s, Alzheimer’s, Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy, Tay Sachs, and many others. In fact, it is because so much is known about SMA that the national organizations consider it a “model” disease from which so much can be learned and put toward saving countless lives.

Having been initially told that there was nothing we could do but go home and love our baby, it is empowering to know we are so close to changing this outlook…and, perhaps, saving our daughter’s life. Thus, this summer my husband and I joined the battle being waged by the SMA community nationwide and created an online petition – www.PetitionToCureSMA.com – as a grassroots effort to drum up broad national support for the SMA Treatment Acceleration Act. Our petition has received backing from the SMA community – FightSMA and Families of SMA – and to date has over 49,000 signatures from all 50 states and many countries. The petition has also been a useful tool in raising much needed awareness of this infant killer.

We are just one family fighting to end this cruel disease, but with the support of others it is within our reach. So please, as a parent, I am asking you to consider signing the petition: www.PetitionToCureSMA.com (it takes 30 seconds) and helping us promote SMA awareness. With your support, thousands of children can have the future they so deserve.

You can learn more about Gwendolyn on our blog: www.GwendolynStrong.com. Here is a petition promotional video you are welcome to post: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_pL0kMvlcg

Thank you for your time and consideration.

Sincerely,
Victoria — Gwendolyn’s Mommy
www.GwendolynStrong.com

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Here is a bit more about SMA:

  • SMA is #1 genetic killer of children under two.
  • SMA is estimated to occur in nearly 1 out of every 6,000 births.
  • The gene that causes SMA is unknowingly carried by 1 in every 40 people or nearly 7.5 million Americans.
  • The life expectancy for infants with SMA Type 1 is two years.
  • SMA is a degenerative disease that destroys the nerves controlling voluntary muscle movement, including breathing and even swallowing — these children are otherwise perfectly healthy and “normal” — making them trapped in their own failing body.
  • There is currently no cure, but the National Institutes of Health (NIH) and the National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke (NINDS) have selected SMA as the disease closest to treatment of more than 600 neurological disorders.
  • Researchers estimate that we are as close as only a few years away from finding a treatment and/or cure.


Haiku Friday: Celebration and Awareness

Haiku Friday

Good news came this week
My last quarter of nursing
school is gonna rock

I’ve been assigned a
preceptor in a special
care nursery – yippie!

I’ll spend my time with
newborns who need a little
help starting their lives

In other news: a
new blog project for me – see
the button below

I’m blogging once a
month for March of Dimes to bring
notice to their cause

I’m thrilled that I’ll be spending my last quarter of nursing school in the special care nursery of a local hospital, working one-on-one with a nurse and getting as much hands-on experience as possible. Special care is not a NICU – more like a place for babies who need just a little help making that transition to the outside world for one reason or another.

And in a somewhat related tangent, one of my posts each month in 2009 will be devoted to a topic from the March of Dimes. They asked me to be a blog ambassador for them, and seeing how I’ve always supported this incredible organization, I quickly agreed.

Unlike other partnerships, I’m not getting any compensation (I think they promised me a March of Dimes coffee mug?), but I will get the chance to interview celebrities and doctors involved with the March of Dimes. While I’m thankful to have given birth to two healthy daughters, I know there are others who aren’t so lucky, and I’m happy to spread the word about March of Dimes and all of the research and outreach they do.

To play along for Haiku Friday, follow these steps:

1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. What’s a haiku, you ask? Click here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your main blog URL). DON’T sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, please let me know.

3. Pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top.

REMEMBER: Do not post your link unless you have a haiku this week! I will delete any links without haiku!



I’m Not Ready For This

Yesterday, while volunteering at Cordy’s preschool, her teacher let me in on a little tidbit of Cordy’s school life.

“She’s got a boyfriend now, you know.”

“WHA?”

“Yep, she and [boy’s name] have been really sweet on each other.”

At that point my head exploded.

Apparently over the past two weeks she and this boy have suddenly become a couple. They sit next to each other during circle time, arms around each other. He insists on being right next to her at the table and in line. He asks for the same snack she likes to eat, even though he then won’t eat it because he doesn’t like it. If someone sits next to her he will get very upset.

Maybe he’s not so much a boyfriend as a stalker?

Even worse, he’s the “bad boy” of the class. He has massive tantrums, stubbornly refuses to do things, and I once watched him throw his shoe at an adult’s head. Why couldn’t she go for one of the gentle, quiet boys in her class?

I wasn’t expecting to deal with boys for quite some time. Like, say, 30 years from now. Of course, she doesn’t even mention him at home. When asked who her friends are at school, his name doesn’t come up. So while she willingly participates in the love-fest at school, she’s either not that interested in him or is choosing not to tell us. I’m really hoping it’s the former.

At least her first boyfriend is likely to be short-lived. We don’t know his family, and she’ll be at a different school next year. That gives me all summer to teach her how to go for the sweet, quiet guys instead. Or that boys have cooties and she should avoid them at all costs.



Dear New York City,

I send my husband and my car to you for one short weekend, so he could attend a little convention for work, and this is what I get in return:

Where’s the love, NYC? You’re totally off my Valentine’s Day card list.

Signed,

An Ohioan who is thankful our parking lots aren’t full service and employing blind armless monkeys to move cars.



The (As-Usual) Surreal Con Experience

Trying to describe what happens at a blog conference is always so hard. There are so many moments that are touching, strange, funny, frustrating, and inspiring, but they’re all jumbled together and generally are better in person than on screen. It doesn’t matter the conference – all of them share certain aspects. So I’ll try to describe Blissdom without rambling too much about great moments that you’ll read and just scratch your head, asking “What’s the big deal?”

I wanted to do a post yesterday, but spent most of the day staring at this:


Yeah, see, I told you all blog cons have things in common. This isn’t the first time I’ve encountered hotels that didn’t realize that a conference full of bloggers really will need internet access for nearly everyone.

Thankfully the hotel did get more wifi access.

Dinner last night was at the hotel, and featured the Incredibly Enormous Salad:


In true southern cooking fashion, asking for a little mayo for my sandwich resulted in enough mayo to make a potato salad for 10.

This morning, we were treated to a sneak peak at the new Yanni DVD Voices. Everyone danced in their seats to the Latin-flavored music and drooled over the guy on the DVD I affectionately named “Frilly ponytail matador vam-pirate guy” – you have to see the DVD to understand. But then, just as we all came down from our salsa-dancing high, we shot back up again when they announced that two of the singers from Voices were here to answer questions. And yes, one of them was “Frilly ponytail matador vam-pirate guy”. After the Q&A, autographs and photo ops were provided.


The sessions today were packed with more information than I can share in one post, so I’ll have to come back to them later.

Chris Mann provided late-afternoon entertainment with his excellent music. Gotta love a musician who is also Twitter-savvy.

Dinner was at the most amazing restaurant in Nashville. The New Orleans Mansion House is a beautiful, elegant old mansion, but the staff were funny and extremely accommodating, and they knew how to actually make a real drink. (Sorry, the hotel drinks were little more than juice and water.) The food? Incredible.


The evening had to end with a bang, and if it wasn’t going to be drunken antics, how about a group of bloggers stuck in a hotel elevator for 40 minutes? I just got word they were freed minutes ago. Had Baby Jessica fallen down the well with a smart phone and Twitter in the 80’s, she would have been rescued a lot faster, I think.

Finally, I have to add that the hit of the weekend seems to have been my new itty-bitty Dell Mini. It’s a 9″ laptop with only the stuff you need for a conference, and it’s so lightweight. I wish I was getting commission for all of the Dell Minis that will be purchased from the Dell Outlet this week – I’m sure a few will be finding new homes with these bloggers.

Small-fry

PS – All photos provided by a spiffy Canon Rebel XT that was on-loan to me from Midwest Photo Exchange. They’re a Columbus company owned by a great guy who is practically family. I’m sad to have to return this camera, but I’m still saving to buy another from him soon. (He rents cameras, too.)
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