One small step for Man, one giant leap for River.
KATHY: How are your parents? D-D: Well, you’re my mother. KATHY: So, how are your parents? D-D: Well, you’re my mother, so you’re my parent. How are you? KATHY: Wait, you’re mine? D-D: I’m your daughter, Deirdre KATHY: Oh, how...
Before you can run, you must walk.
KATHY: D-D, is Fred dead? D-D: Yes. He died almost two months ago. KATHY: (crying, hugging me) It’s just not fair. I wish I’d gone first. D-D: Me too. Kathy laughs.
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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