I decided to check Fatty's blog to see about any updates on Susan & today's blog was heartwrenching. I dearly hope susan can keep the battle up :(
If you can spare a supportive thought for Eldon & his family, that would be cool.
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I decided to check Fatty's blog to see about any updates on Susan & today's blog was heartwrenching. I dearly hope susan can keep the battle up :(
If you can spare a supportive thought for Eldon & his family, that would be cool.
One person in the comments on Fatty's post today tried very tactfully to say that Susan is dying now and all Fatty's fans will be here for him and the kids.
Nice sentiment, and true, but it struck me as just not something to say to a man unless you know him very very well, and then something you only say in person as you have your arm around him. (the "she'll be gone soon" part, not the "we'll be here for you" part)
I do often wish I could be there and be part of the army of volunteers helping Elden. I was overwhelmed for some odd reason by the description (before they got short haircuts) of the twins going to the next-door neighbor each morning so she could do their hair. That's the kind of help I wish I could give.
i read his blog everyday and it's a weird thing to feel such a strong sentiment to this man that you've never met yet feel such a deep connection to and the pain he must be going through. i spend several minutes a day trying to find just the right comfort words.
cancer sucks.
Heartwrenching is the word. I'm new there, one of PW's recent conscripts, so I barely know him, but I wish I knew some way more than prayers to help.
Cancer sucks :( I wish I could bring supper over or something like that.
My Mom still talks appreciatively of local people who organized it so someone would arrive with meals so she could focus on my Dad. An amazing effort and some by people my folks did not know up till then.
I went online and asked the chalkbot to paint "Win, Susan" on the TdF roads. :o I wonder if the 'bot did it?
I met Eldon's sister in Colorado - we were both wearing our Fat Cyclist jerseys. She said the family is all helping, but there's just nothing you can do. So, so sad.:(
I haven't been able to read Fatty's blog lately, but I've been keeping up with him a bit on twitter. His experience was hitting too close to home for me. My mom's best friend just passed away in June after over 10 years of fighting cancer and then my grandmother passed away a couple of weeks later. My aunt, who has also had cancer for over 10 years, ended up in the hospital, too sick to make her own mother's funeral (a kind of miracle occurred a couple of days ago and she will hopefully be getting better soon). Enough of me.
My mom's friend was put on a morphine drip, too. I know that must have been a heartbreaking decision for Fatty, but I think deep down he knows he is doing the right thing. He has always done what is necessary to make her comfortable, even when it is hard for him. Nothing about cancer is easy, it's horrible to the core.
I don't really know what words of comfort or support I could offer. I'm so sorry he has to go through this. I've been thinking about and praying for them and will continue to do so.
I wish there was something I could to do help because he has truly helped me in dealing with how cancer has affected my and my loved ones' lives. His humor, his personality, his writing, his candid snapshots into his and his family's lives, his incredible relationship with Susan, his humbleness, and his amazing strength have all really touched me and so many others.
I saw this on the comments from today's post.
I was on BART in San Francisco two days ago. A man was wearing a Fat Cyclist jersey, and looked exhausted, leaning against his bike. I said, “Go Susan,” to him, and he suddenly grinned. Two total strangers, who don’t know you or Susan in person, rooting for your family. All love sent your way.
Her legacy will live on long after her body fails her.