Falling for KCCFA
When I fall, I make it a spectacular fall. My definition of
a spectacular fall is a total wipe out. A total wipe out is
arms flailing, books flying, knees buckling and legs
scraping like a pair of giant garden sheers. These falls are
a part of my daily regime.Now before you think I’m a
complete klutz, I have a very good explanation. It could
just be me or it may have something to do with the nine
casts I’ve worn due to surgeries, the leg brace I wore for
eight years, or maybe it’s the zipper of stitches along my
spine that held my back together when I was just 15 months
old.
Dr. Frankenstein’s Guinea Pig
NOW, don’t worry, I wasn’t some guinea pig for Dr.
Fankenstein’s illegal medical project. No, at 15 months, I
was diagnosed with Astrocytoma a central nervous system
tumour that normally occurs in the brain but appeared in my
spinal cord. I’m normally a cheerful, happy person but
around the time I was diagnosed I was in a painful state. My
parents tell me I cried every time they picked me up. They
thought I was teething. My Grandma Joan knew something was
wrong.
Since the time of my diagnosis, I’ve undergone two serious
surgeries. My first was in Calgary, and because my cancer is
fairly rare, my doctors weren’t familiar with my case. They
were terrified that they would paralyze me for life! My
tumour eventually grew back and I ended up flying to New
York to have the tumour removed by a very experienced and
very successful neurosurgeon.
Between these surgeries I’ve learned to walk twice, but
really I’m thankful to walk at all because there was a high
chance my lower body would have been permanently paralysized
from the surgeries. In other words, a high chance I’d be
living in a wheelchair today.
Learning to walk—again
As I learned to walk, I developed a different gait pattern,
which has left me with a permanent limp. This is what
doctors call the after effects [link] of cancer. Although
the cancer itself isn’t even a memory for me, my body and I
live with its memory every day.
Doctors, physicians and many therapists have been at my side
every step of the way, helping me through the obstacles.
Doctors have always wanted to improve my walking patterns by
surgery and casting. I feel like these minor surgeries have
impacted me more than the cancer itself. I’ve done
rehabilitative physiotherapy countless times and currently
do physiotherapy weekly. I’ve started school three times
with a cast on my left leg. My teachers expect me to heal
and wonder why I haven’t healed after the casts come off. I
then need to explain why my disability never goes away.
More surgery
In fact, I just found out that I need yet another
surgery—this September in the new Children’s Hospital. This
surgery will be my most intense surgery since they removed
my tumour. Once again, I’ll be starting school with another
cast, except this time it will be a full leg cast. Every
time I get the news that they want to make more
“improvements” on me, I have an emotional breakdown. It
feels like all my hard work goes to waste. My hours of
stretching and strengthening, and those hour-long bus rides
to my physiotherapy sessions go no where. Leaving that last
doctor’s appointment, I fell apart. I burst into tears in my
mothers arms. I feel like I’m pedaling full speed up hill,
but I never reach the top.
I’ll always be labelled the girl who had cancer. But at
camp, we’re all the same. I was six when I first discovered
Kids Cancer Care Foundation. I was still falling all over
the place due to the brace on my foot. But really I was
falling in love—with CAMP! And like all my falls it was
spectacular! I carried my favourite knapsack with me
everywhere. It was purple. It was new. And it was filled
with band-aids. My mother never let me go to camp without
tons of band-aids.
Camp Made me a Normal Kid
Camp made me a normal kid. I didn’t just FEEL like a normal
kid. I AM a normal kid. I rock climb, hike, camp, and do
anything my little heart desires.
My first year of camp I was scared to get on the bus but
KCCFA not only brings patients and survivors to camp, they
also bring siblings. Fortunately, my brother was able to
come for the first four years. He was an amazing support.
People often forget that when one person in a family is
diagnosed with cancer, the whole family is impacted Camp
also made my brother realize that he’s not the only one who
has a sibling with a history of cancer.
Camp is located just outside Bragg Creek and just inside
Kananaskis at a well known camp called Easter Seals Camp
Horizon. This camp specializes in people with special needs.
They have a giant swing, a climbing wall, high ropes, low
ropes, teepees, arts and crafts, a swimming pool, and
archery targets. Usually a cancer patient undergoing
treatment would need special care and the hospital would
rarely allow a child on treatment to do any of these things
at a different place. But at camp they take care of children
with low immune systems. They help all of us develop the
confidence and skills we need to do anything we want.
Tattoo: for Life
This year will be my 10th year at camp. Not only will I be
attending camp but I will also be working as a camp
counsellor. I have been anxiously waiting to be a counsellor
since my first year at camp. Now, it’s my turn to give back.
I want to show the kids that there’s life outside of the
hospital. I want to show them the outdoors, I want them to
explore and love every moment of life. And I want to show
them my sweet tattoo. When I got the news of my coming
surgery, I was devastated and so were my parents. I had them
in an emotional headlock and seized the moment. I asked them
to allow me to get a tattoo. They agreed because the tattoo
chose represents my life journey with cancer and the Kids
Cancer Care Foundation of Alberta. On my left ankle, I now
wear the KCCFA hand prints—bright red, green and yellow.
KCCFA has marked me for life.
Thank You
If it weren’t for the generous people in the community—KCCFA’s
donors, sponsors, volunteers, shavees and community
partners—my brother and I would not have had such a
wonderful experience with Kids Cancer Care Foundation of
Alberta. Thank you.
Danielle was a KCCFA ambassador in
2006. The above story is taken from the speech she gave at
fundraising events around the province that year.
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