Kathy apropos of nothing: My Grandpa Kay was really really great. He loved kids and he knew just how to talk to them. But my Grandpa Murdock was a pfuff. The only thing he said around kids was, “Get them out of here.” The most fun I ever had with my...
Kathy’s dog, Arthur, had a cyst removed yesterday. The vet prescribed him post-op antibiotics and pain killers. I (stupidly) left the pills on the kitchen table this evening before hitting an event. When I returned, one of the pain killers was gone and the...
Here’s a joke from Fred’s childhood (Kaisers, Frazers, and Tuckers, by the way, were all high-concept cars in the ‘40s): “Get her a Kaiser, and you’ll surprise her. Get her a Frazer, and you’ll amaze her. Ah, hell, just get her a...
KATHY: I’ll tell you, it’s dicey having a baby. But you were easy. You were like having a big fart.
Deirdre Timmons
An accomplished writer and filmmaker, Deirdre Timmons is a native Northwesterner who leads a busy life between working and spending time with her family. In the spring of 2013, Deirdre was caring for her mother with Alzheimer’s in addition to her normal routine. So when she began feeling tired and forgetful, she chalked it up to her busy schedule, age, and possible early symptoms of Alzheimer’s. It wasn’t long after that she began experiencing regular dizziness, lack of concentration, unexplained weight loss, and extensive bruising. This combination of symptoms seemed odd, so Deirdre sought the advice of her doctor and subsequently began physical therapy for dizziness. When the symptoms worsened, she pursued further investigation.
After MRIs, x-rays, blood tests, a CAT scan, and a brain biopsy, her brain surgeon diagnosed Deirdre with a malignant medulloblastoma brain tumor. Her prognosis: one month to live. That was five years ago.
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