I read on the Whitehead family’s facebook page today that Emily has the flu and RSV, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Flu and RSV are nasty, but cancer is so much worse. I’m so grateful and relieved that we heard nothing about the worst “c-word” of all.
You see, Emily Whitehead is my inspiration. I take it as a fortunate coincidence that Emily and I share the same hometown of Philipsburg, Pennsylvania. The day after I found out my husband’s cancer was back, I read her story in the New York Times. If you haven’t read it yet, do so. This little girl was on death’s door, and her doctors tried an experimental therapy using altered T-cells to cure her entirely from cancer. Seven months later, there’s still no sign of the disease.
The article made me cry because I knew the back story that the Times did not report. Thousands and thousands of people, including my mother-in-law and me, were praying for her healing the night she almost died. Could I get that many people to pray for Robert?
My husband, forever the pragmatist, pointed out that Emily had leukemia, the most studied form of cancer there is. His particular cancer has very little research to back it up. If he gets really sick, the research doesn’t exist to try and bring him back from the brink.
I took a deep breath. “So, we need the prayers and the research,” I said. “I’m on it.”
That’s where the idea for this blog was born. I need 100 million prayers and a million dollars to have a hope of saving my husband. His doctor at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center is chomping at the bit to study this cancer. We are truly blessed to have the best cancer researchers in the world standing ready and waiting to help.
Will you help?
Please pray, spread the word, and donate at Memorial Sloan Kettering in a fund in honor of R. F. Williams.
Thank you for your kindness and support, and please remember to continue praying for Emily Whitehead.