December 20, 1950—a most auspicious birthing day–! Shann Cathro Weston arrived into this good world in Mexico City, where Bruce met Maria, and became the newest member of the Weston and Camerana Tribe.
And here we are 63 years later, celebrating from U.W. Medical Center—our old haunts from various points during this journey with Acute lymphoblastic leukemia (ALL). Shann was medivaced from our island home on Tuesday eve—on a pretty full moon and starry night for a helicopter ride across our Salish Sea,— down to the UW stadium where her chariot (ambulance) awaited her. A seamless transition from our 4 bed and spanking new island hospital, down to the multi storied complex at UW. Shann is resting and doing well at this point. Two issues: fluid around her heart, which may have been the cause for her rapid heart rate (pressure not allowing her heart to get a full volume of blood to flow and thus working over time to keep her 02 levels up) and two–something called Respiratory syncytial virus (RSV) which is threatening her lungs with pneumonia. Most us would call this “the winter grunge” and work through it in 5-10 days—but people with compromised immune systems are much more at risk. Presently she is going through a therapy involving the drug Ribarivin, which is administered in a mist into a ‘tent’ 3 times a day for two hours each. Both situations are serious and will be monitored closely. I expect that we will be here for some, many days. More on her health situation as it develops. For friends; please call my number if there is an issue, and as she gets healthy she will be back on board with hearing directly from you.
I haven’t written anything in quite some time. I have started and stopped a dozen times; sometimes it was because I was frustrated and fatigued with this all and wanted to ‘belly ache’ about something or other, sometimes because there were/are so many people and situations to give thanks for and celebrate: vis-a-vis Shann started driving again a couple weeks back and regained that level of independence! Neighbors/friends stoked the fire and warmed our house in advance of our coming back, and supplied us with some dandy hot dishes. We got to walk on home turf with Jack, and Shann got to be with her ‘girlfriends’ and I with my ‘boyfriends’ for that week after we were ‘released’ by our transplant team.
We are optimistic and our spirits are good—We are appreciative for all the care and loving that has come our way—Our wish to you all, would be that you remember how tenuous and rich our existence and environment are. Celebrate with gusto and full-throated gratitude, as you move through this Solstice and Christmas Yule Time. Doing that will honor us deeply. Be of good cheer! Steve