Life Changes When You’re 9

Here’s the next post in my ~*~ Beginnings ~*~ It’s where my life changed and began again.  A realization kicked in as I approached my 9th birthday that Life Changes In A Moment.

Happy go lucky Suzie, had a great childhood in a wonderful small town where everyone knew everyone (many related to each other).  I did ballet, tap, twirling and still had time to play with my friends and get the homework done.  I was even the weather girl in the local newspaper hehehe just mood pictures of me to show if it was rainy or sunny.

Weather Girl Not A Fan Of Rain

Weather Girl Not A Fan Of Rai

Honestly, I don’t quite remember how it happened.  It’s not that I haven’t asked, when you are young things sometimes just blur together.  I don’t remember being tired, I can tell you what my 3rd grade classroom looked like but I can’t remember having to put my head down on the desk to rest.  I remember the 3 flights of stairs up to that classroom but I don’t remember not being able to walk them.  I remember the kids in my class, I remember going outside for gym, but I don’t remember not being able to play.  I don’t even remember being in the doctor’s office.

I remember being in school, I remember laying on the ‘love seat’ in our living room watching someone pace in the dining room, I remember the phone ring.  The next thing I remember is being in the car, Dad driving and mom upset.  We’re on the George Washington Bridge and Dad’s banging the wheel cause the directions were bad.

(side note, do you know if you take the GWB on the lower level in the right lane, it takes you to the Deegan Expressway, which takes you to Yankee Stadium)

NY Yankees Logo

Dad says, I’ve never been able to get to Yankee Stadium and there it is, to which I said, that means we should go to the game Dad.  We can’t , it’s January 😦

I don’t know how we got back on the right way, I remember being stuck at the light and the guy spitting on the windshield to wipe it off with newspaper for money.  We parked the car in the lot and walk, I remember looking at the walk up to the hospital, I could never forget that, it seemed like the sidewalk went on forever and it was almost a severe angle on a mountain hill.  Daddy carried me, with mommy walking next to us telling me it was going to be alright.

Trust me the angle of that hill was OMG steep

Trust me the angle of that hill was OMG steep

Asking Mom years later to fill in the blanks to kind of complete my memories, here’s what I was told.  As stated I was in 3rd grade and a vibrant sparkly tomboy.  Running and doing what I can always with the giggles.  Suddenly, I couldn’t walk the stairs, I kept putting my head down on the desk and sitting out of gym.  My teachers noticed, Mrs. Truncellito and Mrs. Elin specifically.  They were having the yearly parent teacher meetings, my third grade teacher, Mrs. T pushed up my parents meeting.  The day after that meeting mom had me at the pediatrician who ran some tests and told mom he thought he knew what it was.  The phone ring that night I remember was Dr. Poch, my parents met with him and he sent me to Columbia Presbyterian / Babies Hospital.

I will write more about my experiences during my 14day stay at Babies Hospital.

For now I needed to tell this start of the story.  This was the new beginning of my life when I turned 9 and found out I had Leukemia, A.L.L (Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia).

I found my heroes in life during this time.  Dad, Mom, My 3 Big Brothers, Mrs. T, Mrs. Elin and a few more.  Don’t be sad for me, don’t ever be sad for me because I live through laughter and love.  I have Hope and too many people in my corner fighting with me including those that are now my angels above!    I AM a Survivor and I’m Fearless!

Life is meant to be lived, there really is a reason for everything.  Plan for the future, for sure but Life Changes In An Instant, I’m living proof of that.  Laugh as much as you can, Love as many people as you can, Sing and Dance always as though no one is looking, be Happy that you’ve woken up to a new day and Live Each Moment.

ChildCancerRibbonMagnetLeukemia Be Strong


Beginnings, Where Do We Start?

I’ve been thinking about the past lately and suddenly this word just stuck in my head, Beginning.  Did that word pop in because I’m thinking to much of what to write here, do I need a topic and where should I begin?  Perhaps, it’s on my mind because there is a lot I want to say and tell you about but where do I begin? Hmmmm I think I’ll begin at the beginning and see where it takes me.  Now I should note that if I was doing my singing show in SL, I’d be telling you all that Begin is our word of the day and y’all are supposed to Drink when I ‘say’ it LMAO  coffee, water, soda, tea, something stronger, whatever floats your cup hehehe

I Suzanne, officially began (my how that rhymed) on a very cold Tuesday, January 26, 1971.  This beginning has a lovely story to it, that’s a favorite of mine to tell so why not share it with all of you too too

The winter was especially cold and many people spent most of their time indoors.  Apparently this made mom a bit apprehensive that they wouldn’t know she had the baby (me).  I’ll say it was my smartass sense to begin with, or you could call on the angels or spirits or god or whatever you please that played with the weather that Tuesday.

An ice storm hit and dad was off working so how will Mom get to the hospital?  Why by ambulance of course, parked the driveway, lights flashing and they bring mom out.  Mom is trying to tell them please don’t make a fuss but too late the neighbors are all outside to take a peek.  My oldest brother, Steve, makes the greatest statement of that day ……… “Look mommy, everyone knows!”

I am the 4th child to Greg and Nancy and the lil sister to Steve, John and Kevin and this is just the first in my stories of ~*~ Beginnings ~*~ xo

Suzie's Baby Photo