by Christine Donato In the United States, there is no correlation between the cost of care and the quality of care. Outcomes are not tracked on a regular basis, nor are they uniformly measured. Also alarming is that only 3 percent of cancer patients are enrolled in clinical trials, meaning 97 percent of patient data is unavailable… Continue reading The Power of Personalized Medicine
My BFFFD is in the house! Thanks to all of the help from my brother Tom and Bob from Guy’s Bicycles, My Best Friend For Forty Days is up and running! This Cannondale Synapse is awesome, and outfitted with a Garmin Edge 1000 which includes a heart rate monitor. I also have the Power Taps… Continue reading It’s Here! It’s Here!!
Even Santa has helpers! And so do I! Over the past three months, many of us have come together to create Ride Hard. Breathe Easy. As I mentioned in my last blog, we’re talking about progress! However, for me to get my butt across this country starting in late August, I need some real training… Continue reading Who Doesn’t Need Helpers??
For those of you who know about Allen Iverson, he held one of the greatest press conferences in Philadelphia sports history. “Practice, we’re talking about practice?” To get a glimpse of Allen at his best, take a look here at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eGDBR2L5kzI. As for me, I will start MY real practice (or training) in earnest in… Continue reading Progress, we’re talking about progress?
When Mom was diagnosed with lung cancer in 2011, she knew she was in for the fight of her life. Little did we know that Mom would fight her fight, AND she would inspire our family to fight for all lung cancer patients. A few weeks before the first Bonnie J Addario Lung Cancer Foundation… Continue reading Fighting Lung Cancer is All in the Family
On November 2, 1931, on a farm in County Mayo, Ireland, Kathleen O’Connor was born.
She was one of seven children, and she learned at a very young age how tough life can be. Her mother died when she was 11 and she, her siblings, and father simply had to do what it takes to make things work.
The family persevered, and Kathleen eventually came to the United States in 1955. Here, she met my Dad, built a family and they lived happily ever after. Until that damn diagnosis.
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