JACK (watching Paul on guitar at Mia’s Torch and Twang show this weekend in Portland after drinking a few ti many martoonis): This guy on the guitar’s really good. He’s a no-good likable no-good son’ bitch, but he’s really good … This guy’s amazing. I swear, I couldn’t did that – even if I was on my period … I think we should go to the beach tonight and go swimming. I’ll be at the hotel. But you should go … I love love watching this guy with the steel guitar. He’s such an artist. He’s crazy kill … This guy is really, I think he’s really good. Maybe I don’t know anything about the genre, dammit … Can I pee myself?
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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