Running Red Lights

I was pulled over by a policeman yesterday who approached my car and asked me if I knew why I was being stopped. “I honestly have no idea why you pulled me over.” I said. “You ran a red light” he said. I was so shocked I almost started crying! Not for me, but the idea of slamming into someone else’s car and potentially killing them or their family! I am one of the world’s safest drivers, go ahead, ask my family. They used to call me Granny Pants because I usually drive the speed limit, everywhere!

I have to say I told the officer I was lost in my thoughts, I had just met one of the most inspirational people from an amazing organisation called CT Challenge. They are building the first ever Cancer Survivorship Center in the country. In fact it’s in Southport, CT – just a stone’s throw from my store and The Pink Pom-Pom Project! What are the odds?

Tamara, my inspiration, showed me around and gave me the vision of their building. In her initial e-mail to me she said “it would be unfortunate if we didn’t work together.” How about that one? I didn’t even have to beg. Needless to say, I will be in the centre either as a client or a volunteer making a difference in a Cancer patient’s life. But certainly a presence to help!

It got me thinking about life. I received an e-mail shortly after I got home and cut a check to cover my ticket for $129.00! I couldn’t stop thinking I ran that red light. It freaked me out so much I called my sister, Shepherd, and told her about it. She asked me if I had checked my e-mails from my little brother Todd. “No, why?” I said.

I checked his e-mail and it was a stream of discussions about his best friend, David Pond, who was admitted to the hospital, last Saturday, for unexplained bleeding from his stomach with severe abdominal pain. At first the doctor’s ordered blood tests then ran more physical tests and assumed it was a burst ulcer. They couldn’t seem to cauterise the area to stop the bleeding.

To their absolute horror the blood tests came back revealing David actually had Leukemia and he was dying from it, then and there. In fact, he’d been living with it for over 2 years and didn’t know it. He apparently had all of the warning signs of Cancer like unexplained exhaustion and extreme weight loss. But as a typical male, he thought it was normal and fought the pain and suffered silently!

In his last moments, Todd and my mother were in his room. She jokingly screamed “David Pond Wallace don’t you dare go anywhere!” and with that he opened his beautiful blue eyes, smiled and faded into a coma. David passed away yesterday afternoon after his family decided to pull him off life support.

This is such a tragedy, I cannot even explain my disappointment, frustration, sorrow, and even anger – yes, I said anger – at David. I loved him like a little brother, he has been a part of our family since Toddy was 5 years old, maybe even younger! He was a kind, gentle soul that was everybody’s friend. He was shorter than my brother, maybe 5′ 8″ (Todd’s 6’1″), but was larger than life. When anyone spoke of him coming to a party or family function, there was this genuine excitement to see him, I mean it was David Pond, you know. A light in your life.

I have been holding back the tears because I don’t know how to cry for this tragic loss. It could have been prevented if he had just recognised the signs!!! David, I am so mad at you! I am so mad, David!!! And I hate it when my mother used to say: “Let this be a lesson…” OH SHUT UP! I want him back and so does everyone else!

Running red lights is a horrible habit and ignoring what is staring you in the face is even worse. PLEASE pay attention to your body, to your gut instincts, and listen and watch for the signs. There are millions of people living with cancer everyday and making the most of a horrible situation. The “C” word isn’t so scary any more because of medical technology and research. We are all working very hard to find a cure and it’s almost there, I can feel it!

I am putting together a team of bike riders for the CT CHallenge July 28th, we are riding in honour of David Pond. If you can, please sponsor our ride and help us prevent another tragic loss. Go to this link: CTCHALLENGE and give what you can! Type in name: Alexandra Wallace-Currie for The Pink Pom-Pom Project. Thank you!

I love and will miss you David dearly!

About Alexandra Wallace Currie

A breast cancer survivor since October 2010 with loads to talk about and share! Founder of The Pink Pom-Pom Project - a crafting for cancer therapy initiative helping other victims, friends and family through treatment and diagnosis. Now based in Fairfield, CT, USA, The PPPP hosts monthly Stitch&Bitch events and Open Crafting classes to local community organisations. We hope to teach everyone that working with your hands is easy and anything is possible!
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4 Responses to Running Red Lights

  1. Andrea says:

    Oh Alex, thank you. What a poignant connection you made, and one I won’t forget about for a long time.

  2. shep says:

    Beautifully written.We will miss him so much.

  3. Meghan Bailey says:

    Thanks Hanapoop for voicing what we are all feeling. David will be loved and missed for all the joy he brought into our lives.

  4. Beth Luchs says:

    A wonderfully written blog and so honest! I’ve been there. I would love to sponsor but also do the ride. I didn’t know David but have been close to being in his and his loved ones shoes. Alex, you are so right, we all must listen and know our bodies if not for our own sake but for everyone else around us. Early detection is the key and who better to detect than the patient. God bless David and all his family and friends.

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