When reality hits
Hi there,
Recently, this world has lost two amazing people. Both of whom were battling their own forms of disease. It really hit me hard to not only know these two, but to watch their battles and realize that I myself am diagnosed with my own disease. Disease comes with complications. We all know that. It's scary and true. We live day to day, putting that reality aside and try to survive as a normal person. Then there comes a day where some of us no longer can put it aside, and complications arise, and battles are lost. One of the purposes of this blog is to share people's stories. I would like to share the story of the first friend I lost since I was diagnosed.
Scott was one of the happiest people I knew. No matter what happened he always found a way to smile. I had the pleasure of working along side of him in my first ever job. We both worked at a local restaurant, I as a host, and he was a bus boy. The hosts and bus boys had each others backs. Not too long after I started I became the only girl in the group. Those boys protected me. We had a lot of laughs and lots of competition going bowling after work. When I met my now fiancé, I will never forget how Scott made sure to tell me the whole, "if he ever hurts you" speech. Over time, we both switched places of work, but we stayed connected over social media.
Earlier this year, Scott was diagnosed with Testicular Cancer. It spread to lymph nodes on his stomach as well as his lungs. He faced it head on like the champ he is. When chemo took his hair, friends shaved their heads too, writing on the hairless scalp, "#scalps for scott." He always kept social media friends in the loop with what was going on. He posted photos all the way through treatment, always with smiles, and frequently with thumbs up. He was strong. He and his family didn't hold back with information about his battle. But even when things were getting sketchy and scary, he always found a way to joke about it. Scott had his "last" chemo treatment and everyone shared the excitement. However, not long after everything went downhill. Doctors found that they needed to treat more aggressively. Soon after, Scott was in the hospital. Problems arose of blood clots, losing kidney function, internal bleeding, infections. He fought. He was put into a medically induced coma to help his body rest. On October 15th 2015, I opened Facebook as I got ready for bed only to find out that Scott had passed.
Scott is now without pain. He was a true inspiration to everyone around him.
Nikki De
Recently, this world has lost two amazing people. Both of whom were battling their own forms of disease. It really hit me hard to not only know these two, but to watch their battles and realize that I myself am diagnosed with my own disease. Disease comes with complications. We all know that. It's scary and true. We live day to day, putting that reality aside and try to survive as a normal person. Then there comes a day where some of us no longer can put it aside, and complications arise, and battles are lost. One of the purposes of this blog is to share people's stories. I would like to share the story of the first friend I lost since I was diagnosed.
Scott was one of the happiest people I knew. No matter what happened he always found a way to smile. I had the pleasure of working along side of him in my first ever job. We both worked at a local restaurant, I as a host, and he was a bus boy. The hosts and bus boys had each others backs. Not too long after I started I became the only girl in the group. Those boys protected me. We had a lot of laughs and lots of competition going bowling after work. When I met my now fiancé, I will never forget how Scott made sure to tell me the whole, "if he ever hurts you" speech. Over time, we both switched places of work, but we stayed connected over social media.
Earlier this year, Scott was diagnosed with Testicular Cancer. It spread to lymph nodes on his stomach as well as his lungs. He faced it head on like the champ he is. When chemo took his hair, friends shaved their heads too, writing on the hairless scalp, "#scalps for scott." He always kept social media friends in the loop with what was going on. He posted photos all the way through treatment, always with smiles, and frequently with thumbs up. He was strong. He and his family didn't hold back with information about his battle. But even when things were getting sketchy and scary, he always found a way to joke about it. Scott had his "last" chemo treatment and everyone shared the excitement. However, not long after everything went downhill. Doctors found that they needed to treat more aggressively. Soon after, Scott was in the hospital. Problems arose of blood clots, losing kidney function, internal bleeding, infections. He fought. He was put into a medically induced coma to help his body rest. On October 15th 2015, I opened Facebook as I got ready for bed only to find out that Scott had passed.
Scott is now without pain. He was a true inspiration to everyone around him.
Nikki De
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