by Ann Haehn
It is 10:00 p.m. at night, and snowing.
Outside, all is dark and yet all is white. Life’s little paradoxes. I can hear the wind’s heavy breath, gusting and swirling snow against the side of the
house, while I, thankfully, sit sheltered in my living room. I flip on the gas fireplace and warm to its counterfeit illumination.
This year, I have hung no stockings. I have put up no Christmas tree. Truth be told, the autumn wreath still hangs on our outside porch wall, and yet Christmas is just six days away. You would think I could muster the energy to at least remove Halloween from my doorstep.
I wonder that another sleepless night awaits me. Insomnia is a way of life for me these days. And so I spend this night’s hours pondering about an article I am to write for MPNforum – an article about my daughter’s upcoming bone marrow transplant and why she has chosen this route, rather than the traditional method of ingesting new drug treatments. I’m to write from a mother’s perspective.
It started five years ago
I could begin the article by relating the entire history of Genevieve’s (Genny’s) disease, how she was diagnosed five years ago with Essential Thrombocythemia, but is now diagnosed with Primary Myleofibrosis (PMF). I could write about her symptoms and her disease progression and the numerous abdominal blood clots she has developed over the years.
In this narrative, I could include the list of 20 different pills Genny takes every day to stay alive – as well as the daily injections she gives herself – and the weekly injections she receives at her oncologist’s office. Furthermore, I could write about the negative side effects many of these medicines induce in her. Then, too, there is the incredible fatigue Genny endures and the constant bone pain that manifests as a dark specter in her life. But really, it all sounds so clinical. And Genny is so much more than her disease.
So my mind switches direction, and I begin to think that perhaps I should first relate what it is like to be the mother of a child who has an incurable blood cancer. Why, dear reader, it takes your very breath away. That is what it is like.
It was as though a phantom punched me in the stomach that moment in April when I was first told Genny has PMF, and my solar plexus is still bruised. I wanted hope, but everywhere I turned, there seemed to be none. Several doctors said to me, “your child has two to three years to live.” The internet was no friendlier, but thankfully, some chat rooms with people who lived with Myloeproliferative Neoplasms (MPN) were much kinder. These compassionate people made me realize my daughter was not a statistic.
Somehow, with God’s help, I eventually found the strength to pull myself out of the negative and to look for the positive. Genny’s father
(my ex-husband) worked with me to put a plan in place. A plan is everything in a time like this. When all else feels chaotic and muddled, a plan at least enables one to take back some control. And our plan was to go to Mayo Clinic. With our sweet Genevieve and her dear friend Carolyn in tow, we set out like an Authurian court on a quest to find the Holy Grail, that cauldron possessed with miraculous powers. Surely the Mayo guardians of MPN would offer us hope . . .
Then my mind goes in yet an entirely different direction, and I think, rather than tell this story from a mother’s anguished point of view, perhaps instead, I should share with my readers what a remarkable young woman Genny is. How at age two, she would throw one heck of a temper tantrum to get her way. Strong willed and determined, she was never anyone’s follower – and to this day, she remains headstrong, and this will surely be her saving grace.
Perhaps my readers would be interested in knowing that Genny almost earned a black belt in Karate and would have done so if her Karate school had not closed, that she graduated from the University of Colorado at Colorado Springs with a Psychology degree, that she went on and developed a promising career, that she is a doting mother to 12 year old Tyler and eight year old Hannah, that she is a loving girlfriend to her boyfriend, Josh, and that she is a wonderful daughter, granddaughter, sister, niece, cousin, and friend. But these are labels. And Genny is so much more than labels.
Well, why are you jumping around in this narrative, you might rightly ask. Go back to the quest for the Holy Grail. What did Mayo tell you? Mayo, indeed, was a wonderful experience, with compassionate MPN experts who in their own way offered us hope. One expert suggested Genny consider a bone marrow transplant, indicating that 50% of people with PMF died within a five year range after diagnosis, while the other 50% lived 10 to 15 years with the disease. He noted Genny already had this disease for five years. Another Mayo expert was adamant that Genny not have a bone marrow transplant as he felt it was too risky; instead he wanted Genny to follow some new drug regiments — this same expert also indicated Genny had probably 10 years before she converted to AML.
At this point, I remind my readers once again that Genny is only 33 years old.
After trying some of the newer drugs and dealing with their negative side effects . . . after all the in-depth research, all the consultations with various experts in Rochester and Denver . . . after all the discussions with several individuals who also live with PMF, as well as discussions with others who have
successfully gone through a bone marrow transplant . . . after all this, Genny, in that strong will way of hers, has decided on the transplant route.
So, I go forward into isolation with my daughter on January 5, 2012, (Ed. note: This date has been moved back two weeks due to problems with the donor.) with high hopes for a bright future for her. I realize a bone marrow transplant is not the answer for everyone. I would never encourage any individual to make such a life-impacting decision, especially when it comes to the MPN family of blood disorders and cancers, as the MPNs are so individualized.
But I do believe in a positive outcome for my daughter . . . and I want to share her journey so that others who may opt for a bone marrow transplant some day in the future will have hope. And that is why I agreed to write this article when Zhen first approached me. I hope to write a Part II, which will reflect Genny’s experience as she goes through the transplant process itself. In the meantime, if any readers are interested, brief snippets of Genny’s transplant journey can be followed on our Facebook Fan Page at http://www.facebook.com/GennysHopeFoundation.
And speaking of our fan page, I do want to take a moment in this article to mention that I, along with numerous other wonderful volunteers, have founded a nonprofit organization called Genny’s Hope Foundation. The purpose of the foundation is to increase bone marrow donor registrations significantly. We are blessed that Genny has a perfect match on the international registry and we are so grateful to her anonymous donor. Yet, many are never as lucky as Genny.
Up to 60% of those who need a transplant never find a match. I find those statistics to be appalling. It is all a numbers game, dear readers. We simply need to increase the registry. I have a mantra I say often: no one should die because a match does not exist on the bone marrow donor registries – no one! We must all do our part to help our fellow human beings. Please let your friends and family know about our website and help to spread the word so that we all can make a positive difference in the world. Visit us at www.gennyhope.org .
In closing, for those of you who daily live with ET, PV or MF, please know you have a very special place in my heart. I pray for peace and healing for all of you. I pray the new drugs coming out on the market will be from that holy cauldron of miracles. God bless all of you.
(And then…an e-mail)
From Ann Haehn: firstname.lastname@example.org Jan 3
Genny’s donor in the eleventh hour has been disqualified. Something in his last blood test came back which made it medically impossible for him to donate his stem cells to Genny even though he was a 10:10 match and even though he still wanted to be her donor. Genny’s first selected donor is still not reachable. The third choice has now been contacted and he has agreed to move forward. He too is an international donor, and also 28 years old. Genny’s transplant date has now been moved from Jan 10 to Jan 19. We pray for Genny’s second donor and hope that whatever disqualified him is nothing life-threatening. We pray Genny’s third option will work out because these are her only perfect matches. Even when you have a perfect match things can go wrong.
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Comments on: "Genny — A Mother’s Tale" (10)
Hi Shelley – you and anyone else going through this experience and who would like to correspond with me can do so by emailing to me at email@example.com. Shelley – please do keep us posted about your husband’s upcoming transplant!
So happy to see that Genny has made it out of the hospital and into an apartment near the hospital. I was very touched Ann to receive your words in response to my first comment. My daughter and I have been reading your updates twice a day and have been praying for your family. Genny has become the inspiration we have needed to get my husband to do more walking in preparation for his upcoming transplant. The donors have been narrowed down to the two best and my husband will begin his part of the testing so as to be ready when his donor is. Our doctor, at City of Hope, says his transplant could be in as few as two weeks. We are getting so excited and my husband is getting more nervous. Do you happen to have an e-mail address Ann for me to write you personally? Please tell Genny that she is such an inspiration and that we will continue our prayers for God to completely make her whole so that she can spend a lifetime with her children.
Thank you everyone for all of your comments.
Shelley – that is so exciting that your husband has 6 matches! 60% of the people who would benefit from a bone marrow transplant never find a single match. Your husband has much to hope for.
Gwyn – I hope you get that call. It must be really something to know you can save a life.
Ana – my heart breaks at your loss. There are no words. Please know that I keep you in my prayers tonight.
To all – You can follow Genny’s progress on our facebook fan page at http://www.facebook.com/GennysHopeFoundation
We need to keep spreading the word to increase the registry. God bless all of you who daily deal with the insidious MPN diseases.
I am praying for both you and Genny. My husband has MF and so far they have found 6 matches that are possibilities. Can’t wait to get the transplant started and my husband well again.
Genny and Ann, you are two incredible women and I am so fortunate to be part of the group that is going to help numerous individuals find their match.
Ann, you are such a phenomenal writer and I love the way you describe things straight from your heart.
My love and my prayers are with you both!
Prayers go out to you, Genny, her donor and all who love and care for y’all…have been a member of the marrow registry since 1989 and I still encourage people to register…would be such an honor to be chosen to help in such a seemingly helpless situation. This is quite a journey for you as well as your daughter and it is good you can express your heart. Give her children a hug knowing she’ll feel that in her heart. -from a friend of Carolyn’s
Your words will inspire many, Ann. I am so grateful to be a part of this incredible journey with Genny, and I am confident that readers everywhere around the world will follow her story and lift her up–even during these times that seem to be the darkest. The bone marrow registries WILL grow thanks to the gifts that you two have shared.
And to her donor, who ever you are, we are all most grateful that you have shared your very being and given a new and healthier life to Genny and those who love her. With love and gratitude . . . .
Ann, you and your daughter are lucky to have each other. I will pray Genny’s donor completes the process and that it is s successful transplant. My heart goes out to Ann – I cannot imagine. Any of it. God bless and keep Genny until the doctors can do their part.
Dear Genny”s Mom:
I just read your article. My prayers are with you and Genny. I had a son who had Synovial sarcoma, a rare childhood cancer. He went to be with the Lord in March of this year, He was 28… I was wondering if you had tried any alternative medicines. The Gerson Clinic in San Diego has had amazing results with many cancer’s and other Illnesses. I will pray that the Lord continue to provide all your needs and give you strength and wisdom for your journey.
Reading this brings tears to my eyes; not only for Genny but for all who need a donor match. I’ve known Genny for 30 years and words cannot describe the incredible human being she has become. My heart aches for her to be well again; and as a mother myself my heart aches for Ann. You wrote a beautiful story Ann but this doesn’t surprise me. To know Ann is to know Genny…they are two peas in a pod. Love you both so much…