Relay for Life Speech


Autumn comes 2014


First month of the cancer fight 2013


Argentina 2011

On September 27, I was asked to give the keynote talk at the Relay For Life in Friday Harbor. Here is the talk:


Can I take 10 minutes to tell you the story of becoming one year cancer free?

Like all of us, I never thought cancer could or would happen to me. I was a green smoothie drinking, vitamin taking, daily walking Nature Lover with good friends and a close family. I hardly ever got sick. Three months before I came down with cancer, my husband and I went to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back the next day, barely breaking a sweat. We had big plans in motion to go hike the Inca Trail to Machu Pichu in Peru. Looking out at the audience now, I am sure many of you know this scenario—your life before cancer and then, how that world falls away with the Diagnosis.


Signs of the season 2014


Trying to sort it all out 2013

In February of 2013, I suddenly just didn’t feel up to the two hour walks I’d been taking. Overnight, I’d lost my usually hearty appetite. I felt glued to the couch. I was lucky that my local doctor knew me as a normally active woman or we could have wasted precious months on the initial testing. Fortunately that planned trip to South America spurred both of us into a determined focus to get to the bottom of my fatigue and malaise. He began with the less terrifying possibilities like mononucleosis and kept testing until he arrived at an inescapable and most inconvenient truth. I had a blood cancer. He sent the sample to the University of Washington to be sure. The verdict came back without stopping to find out if it was something we wanted to hear. I had Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Acute means that without intervention, this disease had the potential to kill me within a month.



Seasons changing 2014


I was off the island and into the UW Hospital within two days of that finding. A PA who first examined me stated without irony—“It’s a tough disease. But this is a good time to have leukemia”. I remember that comment was somehow so encouraging though I had no idea what he meant. Soon after, I began finding out — when I immediately benefited from the life-enhancing work of Dr Robert Hickman.

Dr. Hickman worked at the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance in the 1970s, where he was a member of the Hutchinson Center’s transplant team. At the time, intravenous nutrition, blood draws and delivery of chemotherapy were difficult challenges for his patients. Dr. Hickman developed a technique to tunnel a central line under the skin and into a large vein nearby. If you’ve ever had blood taken numerous times, you can imagine how remarkable this would be to a patient who previously only had the choice of multiple sticks from a needle. Talk about improving quality of life!


Jack’s first apple harvest 2014


Hickman line cleaning 2013

I wore my Hickman line for nearly a year, receiving six hospital rounds of the hard ball players of chemotherapy, as well pre and post-transplant chemo. I also received seemingly countless blood transfusions, anti-nausea medicines, antibiotics, essential nutrients, blood clotting agents, Vitamin K, platelets and even water when I couldn’t keep anything down. I was able to do a lot of this at home, thanks to the Hickman. I got my stem cell transplant through my Hickman line. It was a complete game changer for us, and I will always be grateful for how it eased our way.

Right after my first bone marrow biopsy, they told me that I had the dangerous “Philadelphia chromosome”. This was usually a death sentence just a few short years ago. First discovered in 1960, two chromosomes in the invisible working of the body create a poisonous new merger. This unholy union sends a signal that triggers cells to multiply at an abnormally high rate.


Imatinib is the non-brand name for Gleevec

It took over 30 years of focused scientific research to determine how to stop this uncontrolled cell growth.Just recently, I was reading the Pulitzer prize winning book The Emperor of All Maladies, A Biography of Cancer which begins and ends with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. There are many stories in this book but most compelling to my situation was the story of Dr. Brian Druker, genetics researcher and oncologist at Oregon Health and Science University. Dr. Druker discovered how to break the fusion that was causing life destroying cell growth for patients who had Chronic myeloid leukemia (CML), a disease that used to kill 100% of the people who had it. And he was able to do it without harming healthy cells. In a reluctant and skeptical pharmacological industry, Dr. Druker single-mindedly sought out and found one company willing to collaborate to produce the drug Gleevec. Since its initial approval in 2001, Gleevec was approved for use in patients with gastrointestinal tumors and for patients with leukemia who had the Philadelphia chromosome. So when that PA said I was lucky, indeed I was, because Gleevec was available to me.


Traditional Mexican Dancers at Relay For Life 2014


2013 Hospital Visit # *&%$#@!!!

We remained in Seattle, with the admonition to be within 30 minutes of the hospital. Once, after a class three hemorrhage, I was rushed, nearly unconscious, to the ICU, where I received 5 pints of red blood cells and two of platelets. A person my size only has 10 pints or less. They poured it into my body so fast I had to be under a special hollow blanket filled with a constant flow of warm air. And when they were done… I sat up and felt fine, hungry and ready to go. Such is the power of blood.

Most cancer patients need blood transfusions, some more than others. Frankly I lost count of how many pints of blood I received. Every two seconds someone in the U.S. needs blood. And there is often a shortage. It is estimated that though 38% of the U.S. population is eligible to donate, less than 10% actually do each year.

But my life was saved, over and over by so many unknown donors, people who just wanted to do a good thing. I can’t do justice to the gift I received. All I can do is to say thank you.


Poster for 2013 fundraising


2014 Just feeling goofy

On the night when this wonderful community held a fundraiser for us, Steve and I were back in the UW hospital where I was getting yet another blood transfusion. That’s a wonderful thing about community, the way it gathers up and lends a hand to someone in need. While my friends and family gave of their hearts and wallets to help us, we were doing the only thing we could do at the time, fighting to save my life.


Stem Cell transplant 2013

On August, 21, 2013, I got a stem cell transplant. We had worked with the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance and Fred Hutchison Cancer Research Center for months trying to find a donor. There was no traditional match. But Fred Hutch had been successfully treating people with both cord blood transplants –that is, blood from the umbilical cord of a newborn, which is filled with stem cells, and haploid transplants—where they take stem cells from someone who has half of the recipient’s chromosomes. That meant one of our daughters could be a donor. Hmmm… I remember thinking—what a choice! Who would be my donor? A baby? Or a daughter?

Eventually I decided daughter, as the current research isn’t yet sure about which is the best choice. Haploid donors were the newest possibility in the transplant world. In the last five years they perfected a way for our daughter to donate stem cells and for me to receive them without getting dying from graft vs. host disease. I celebrated first my re-birthday this last August.


RIP Sweet Marta


Relay For Life 2014


About then, it was apparent that one of my very dear friends was going to lose her battle with Cancer. She had clear cell uterine cancer, an illness so rare they have not yet discovered much that will stop it. I was too sick to go see her, so we had to carry on our own battles, which she ultimately lost. I was isolated in the post-transplant world, with a host of immunosuppressant drugs that became my daily companions. One of them, Tacrolimus, made my hands and sometimes my body shake. At the same time, I had to give myself insulin shots in the stomach 3-4 times a day to combat the steroid -induced diabetes. With my hands shaking, I nevertheless learned how to give myself the shots quickly wherever I needed them. It was a great metaphor and a teacher of the things I thought I couldn’t do but did. We all do things though our hands shake, as we navigate Life—facing illness, the scary things we reveal or confess to, bringing new life into the world, caring for our parents, and saying goodbye to loved ones.


Somewhere around Christmas 2013

After 11 months, I was able to come home because of the new cancer care center here at PeaceHealth. It was wonderful to be with devoted skillful nurses and an excellent oncologist who came once a week from Bellingham. I felt like I’d landed in –well, not exactly paradise, but in a warm and supportive environment that both Steve and I sorely needed about then. After 9 months of life in Seattle, we were battle weary, exhausted and shaken. But because everything was so precarious, we also needed to be able to get back to hospital quickly if an infection threatened. On the night of December 17 such an emergency arose. Dawn Alger, whom many of you know here detected an unusually low oxygen level during the usual blood draw. I remember her saying kindly but firmly: “No, Shann–you couldn’t go home and just hope for the best!” A CT scan at the Friday Harbor hospital revealed I had pneumonia and a fluid effusion around my heart. This prompted a whole lot of consultation between the ER docs from Friday Harbor, the Oncologist from Bellingham, and the Oncology team from UW Medical in Seattle, who decided collectively to airlift me off the island by helicopter.  We spent both my birthday and the holidays in the hospital there, before returning again to our island home.


First weeks of The Return 2014


Mt Rainier trip earlier this month 2014

I began the new year in 2014 weighing 97 lbs. I couldn’t get up from a stool without pulling myself up. I couldn’t open a jar of food. My muscles had been wasted from prednisone, the powerful steroid I needed to combat graft vs. host disease. I still needed powerful immunosuppressants and frequent blood transfusions. Cytomegalovirus or CMV was re-activated and a constant threat.

Because of the Cancer Care Center here at PeaceHealth, we were able to get the care we needed and focus on healing. Today, I am back to those two hour walks and more. We slowly worked our way through our PTSD. I have the appetite to eat, which still feels like a miracle after I’d stopped for so long that I was called anorexic. Over the time of treatment, I lost my hair—3 times, eyebrows, eyelashes, everything. I never once look in the mirror now without appreciating how it all grew back.


Mt Rainier earlier this month 2014

Frodo sam and lurtz

You might notice I said “we” healed and “we” had PTSD. Everything I went through my family of caregivers went through, my husband most of all, and our daughters. We learned that chemo brain and pain and overwhelm were all contagious. Caregivers are the heroes of the cancer experience, for it is grueling and long. In Lord of the Rings, Frodo could never have made his epic perilous and ultimately successful journey without Sam.

People often ask me what did I learn from this experience. I learned that there are Helpful thoughts and non helpful thoughts:

If you have cancer now, a very helpful thought is that Research is on your side. Every year, the treatments get more targeted and less toxic. That is an extremely hopeful thing.


Dancing with daughter Elena at Relay For Life 2014

Unhelpful is thinking that you caused your cancer, or thinking that someone else caused their cancer. I had a children’s disease. I saw kids as young as 6 months-old with leukemia. They did not cause their illness. It just happened to them. I learned that aligning myself with compassion is one of the most powerful energies in the world. I want to love people who are bravely fighting cancer, and applaud those who are courageously standing by them.


Mariya and Shann on Orcas this summer 2014

The Dali Llama says it is important to be happy in our lives. We have to LEARN to be happy, and it doesn’t come from a comfortable perfect life. Learning to be happy for me has been a combination of gratitude, appreciation, laying down the mantle of always trying to appear healthy and strong and being vulnerable. I learned that we all need to see our bodies tenderly, especially when assaulted by illness and the harsh cure. That is what helps us truly see the nitty gritty reality, strength, pain and beauty of people who fight for life and to stand with them.

That’s a part of what we are all doing here today. We acknowledge each other and say me too, I know, I understand. I’m with you. Look at how much courage there is all around us. Look at how abundant Grace is.

The new normal for me means to be slow with filling up my life. I have learned to do what I can on hard days and work or play on good days and let that be okay. When it’s all you can do, it’s all you can do. Now, when I plan for the future, I still always say “God Willing and Fingers Crossed”.

To all of those who came before me, the ones who weren’t as lucky, or who passed before research had a chance to find out what they needed, my deepest compassion. Life is ever surprising, and I was astounded by the year of 2013 in every way. I will always miss my dear friend who didn’t make into 2014 with me. The cold imprint of cancer is nothing I would have wished on myself, and I also know that my own little life is forever changed. I would have liked to stay innocent to this, and age as the healthy person who was never sick a day in her life, I didn’t get to choose that.  What comes clean over and over is this: How we react to life’s circumstances is the real gold; recognizing that everyone carries their own hard burdens and that courage is widespread in the human experience. Love is bigger and more powerful than doubt.

This was my survivor story. You each have your own. I am a walking miracle, it’s true. And so are you.


Equinox/First Re-Birthday Party 2014


The Fall Fairy and bubbles


Music around the campfire


With a quarter moon and clear skies!












7 comments on “Relay for Life Speech

  1. Thank You for sharing!! Scarlet & I always talk & share & marvel @ the courage &
    hope you all conjure up and @ our good fortune for not having to do that right now
    anyway. God Willing & fingers crossed!!
    Good, way good speech!! I’m sure it moved & inspired the crowd and was just exactly
    what some of the peeps needed to hear.
    Certainly glad Elena got the cure & is back to being in the “black” and in the “pink”!!
    Mariya & Scarlet got to be together for some good hugs just recently after we all got
    out of the Burning Man spectacle!!
    We are enjoying the fall harvest & change of seasons here in Idaho as well.
    Love to you and your family!!
    Julie in Sun Valley, Idaho

  2. Just got back from Orcas and am so happy you have such a beautiful healing place to live your life. Great speech, great celebration. I thought of you when I was standing on the top of Mt. Constitution. Best wishes always, Marnie

  3. Oh, Shann! This is the first year Ed and I have not attended. We’re fine, but just overloaded.

    Your speech was spectacular! Exactly what the people attending needed to hear. You touched all the bases with eloquence, education, and emotion, and knew when to “exit” (the fourth of my suggestions for an effective speech, i.e. know when to stop).

    I didn’t do the math about the number of transfusions you needed, but Wednesday I gave my 34th pint of blood. Hope you were the recipient of at least one!

    Please add the applause of Ed and me to the reception you received on Saturday! Alice ========== Alice B. Acheson, Book Marketing/Publicity Specialist P. O. Box 735 Friday Harbor, WA 98250 360/378-2815 Do It Yourself Life wrote on 9/29/2014 1:56 PM: > > Shann Weston posted: ” On September 27, I was asked to give the > keynote talk at the Relay For Life in Friday Harbor. Here is the talk: > ************************************************************ Can I > take 10 minutes to tell you the story of becoming one year” >

  4. Shann, thank you. You keep giving us wonderful gifts. Somehow, I want to reflect back the gesture to you and your family and I will find a way.

    I’ve started the day with your words, love and compassion. It is a lovely day…

    “…until I feel located enough to sleep, cup names under my pillow, mouth North, murmur home.” ______________ “Orienting” by Victoria Baldwin

  5. My Goodness Shann, I remember when I went that time to the Unitarian Church, and I heard your talk, I asked you for, and received a recording of it. Now, reading this absorbing story of your illness, prompts me to also save it as well.

    Having just now read this story, I was strongly pulled into it, in spite of the fact that I had read the regular blogs throughout. It is just such a remarkable tale.

    The doctor can tell you it’s a good time to have leukemia all he wants. I’m not sure I could have done all that you did. To have endured what you did – losing your hair 3 times (that one is the exception. Big deal! What’s number 4?) Having to give yourself shots 3 times a day, and with shaky hands! Feeling weak, and lousy, for so much of the time. My gawd!

    I have mentioned earlier that I couldn’t believe how you could endure all of that and nevertheless, chronicle it all.

    So I have to say, Shann – you’re slipping – in this story story you wrote that you didn’t keep track of all the times you gave blood (or was it, get injections?). C’mon Shann! You’re slipping. In 2013, you would have had that number on your fingertips.

    It’s wonderful to read you are back up to hiking 2 hours a day again.

    Anyone is so lucky to have you as a friend. You are such a good person, and you are a wise teacher. I’d never heard that before – that the Dalai Lama said everyone needs to be happy. Just hearing it put this way (unless I don’t quite have the exact wording), is very illuminating to me.

    I have forwarded this talk of yours to Sarah and Fin, and to some of my family, and I am saving it, in case the Dalai Lama again comes to town.



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