Info on Colon Cancer

http://www.informationaboutcancer.com/colon-cancer/learning-about/index.html

Check out the link for some cancer info. Cancer is still a huge concern, but steps are taken every day with the advancement of research and public awareness.


How many people get colon cancer?

In 2010, it was expected that in the United States, about 100,000 people would be diagnosed with colon cancer and about 40,000 people would get rectal cancer. The good news is that the number of people who die from colon cancer has been going down because screening and treatment have improved. Talk with your doctor about how and when to be screened for colon cancer.

Cute and Funny

Here are some pics of me as a baby, some with my cousins, Heather and Valerie Calvert. You can also see me and Mackenzie and our childhood pets.

And here we have a picture of Tammy and Debra Carroll, showing us how awesome the 90's were.

That's all for today folks. More updates soon.

Obituary and Poem

Click on the individual images to see them full size.

To Answer a Few Questions

I had a Facebook friend ask if all my posts could be seen or if she needed to subscribe.
For now, everything is public, what you see is what you get. If you choose to subscribe or follow my blog, I think it will send you notification through your blogger accounts. If you don't have a blogger account, I think you can choose to be notified through gmail, or google+. Otherwise, you could just check it once a week and I am sure that more will be added.
I have some more content coming real soon, I have just been a little busy this weekend and right now I have to finish up on last week's school work.
So thanks to everyone for your encouragement. Also, if you have any questions, comments or concerns, feel free to leave a comment.

Quick Update

I always thought that memorial sites were kind of a weird idea. I am not sure why I started doing this tonight. I was looking through an old notebook that she left, reading through her notes, and I decided it might be a good idea to have a digital copy. One thing led to another and I decided to create a website with this stuff. I think it will be fun. I don't expect heavy traffic or to make money off the ads or anything like that.
As I started on this, I began to think about my son and how much Mom would have loved him. He is 3 years old now, and with him growing up in a digital world, there may still be a way for him to get to know her, to see what kind of woman she was, to hear a funny story about her and to feel her love. I know that he is young right now and won't understand anything, but there are others right now, nieces, nephews, cousins, who she did meet in life and loved very much, but they may be too young to remember her very well.
I will be making new posts from time to time. I expect to do quite a few here in the start-up process with weekly or biweekly updates in the future. I also want this to be an interactive experience and invite everyone to join in on discussions and so on.
Also, if you have lost a loved one, other than Tammy, feel free to ask me if you can do a guest post, who it is about, and I will give you instructions on what to do. Since the site is dedicated to Tammy Fuson, I would prefer that this would be someone she made a connection with in life, such as a friend or relative. It is not limited to this but it is a suggestion and I must approve all candidate posts before they will be published.
Even if you did not know Tammy and found this site by chance and can relate to anything on here, please feel free to leave a friendly comment anytime. For now this is a public website, but if any abuse occurs, I will make it private.
Thanks,
Billy

Better Pic Soon.

Hi, my name is Billy Fuson and I have decided to create a memorial website for my mother.
Tammy Fuson passed away on Father's Day, June 17th, 2001. She was born May 27th, 1965. I am working on this site to share my fondest memories of her, introduce her to people she never met or were too young to remember her well and to keep her memory very much alive by sharing my stories of her, and I bet many of you reading this have some funny or sweet stories of Tammy you would like to share. I will give you more info on how to do that later, for now, feel free to leave a comment and/ or contact me directly at billyspongemonkey@gmail.

Some of Tammy's Last Journal Entries

Words of blue are my own, my thoughts and my commentary. I will only comment to the best that my memory will allow, and I am sure that it may not be 100% correct. After being sent home to die, my mother, Tammy Faye Fuson, (maiden name: Golden) tried to write a journal and some personal letters. The notebook that she wrote in is getting old, but I will try to take care of it. I want to rewrite what she did, for the sake of protection of her words.

April 19, 2001

                Here I am back from the hospital. This is my first night at 12:59 AM. Harold is in the other bed snoring. It is a welcome sound. It feels like home.

                I have on a little light that Donald and Sarah Bell Petro gave us. (They lived about a mile away and were acquaintances)  I went to the kitchen to get a juice drink from the box. I believe she had medicinal juice that was stored in a Styrofoam box. I stopped by the loveseat to turn down the heat + when I stepped on the loveseat I banged my head on the wall + felt dizzy. We lived in an old mobile home, the thermostat for the furnace was in the living room, unusually high up on the wall, my mother, being short (5’2”) needed to step up on to the furniture to reach it. They would all be mad if they knew that me. (that I did that)

                I will try to write a little every day. I wish that I had kept a journal for the last 2 years. This is roughly how long she had been struggling with cancer. When they put this tube in my side, I was partially awake + I felt it. I had to swallow something, then I felt him (the surgeon) pop the tube through my skin + I told him that it hurt. Oh well, it is over.

Kathy, Gary + Melissa came over, Evelyn, Anita, Donald, Sarah Bell + Crystal Petro + her son. Friends, neighbors and family.

Kathy said that Donna + Eddie want to come over down to see me. I said good + uncle Ronnie does. I don’t remember who Donna and Eddie were, uncle Ronnie is my great uncle and brother of my maternal grandmother.

Well I need to go, Getting tired. During this last part, her handwriting is shaky and barely legible.

April 20, 2001 the 0 on the paper has a vertical strike through it.

It is 12:59 AM I just used the port-a-pot a bedside toilet and video taped Harold snoring. Kind of an ongoing joke between mom and dad that he did not snore, and when she borrowed a video camera to tape some things, she wanted to tape dad snoring as proof that he does indeed snore. I feel a little queasy at my stomach, so I took a couple sips of water.

                My time is very precious time. God has blessed me to see Uncle Ronnie, Aunt Gladys, Boo (Their son and her 1^st cousin, Charles Bays) Susie, Rhonda, Evelyn, Jerry, Veronica, Terry, (Evelyn= next door neighbor and cousin, the rest are her kids) E.J.(Watkins, cousin) Debbie + Jack today. Debbie is cousin, Jack, her husband and pastor of the church we attended at the time.

                Of course my dear Mom, Faye Brewer Harold, Husband of 15 ½ years and the boys. Myself, Billy Fuson age 14 at the time and my younger brother Mackenzie Fuson age 13. I think Connie came over too. Next door neighbor on the other side and somewhat distant cousin, 3^rd or 4^th.

                Kim, Paula + the kids are supposed to be over tomorrow. Kim and Paula are Mom’s sisters, the kids she refers to are Kim’s. I hope we get some good footage of them. Harold Lee, Gerri + the baby are supposed to be up sometime, too. Harold Lee Fuson, Her stepson and my half-brother, Geri his wife, the baby was Alexis Leeann Fuson, whom she considered to be her grandchild as well at the time.

                This bedroom looks like a hospital room, I have an I.V. hooked up to me and medicines and supplies scattered everywhere.

                God helped me today to not cry and I picked out my funeral. The guy from Dove + Sharp came out+ I picked out a pretty, white casket with a pink lining + it will have John 3:16 on the lid. I hope that whoever is lost, may read that + even through my death they may see the light, His light. Well, I gotta go. I am going to write some personal letters now.

April 20, 2001 Another vertical strike through the 0.

Hello, it is 11:05 PM almost April 21, 2001.

Kim, Paula, + the kids came over, I had fun filming them. Kim + I had a crying session in the bedroom. She told me that she loved me + that she wished it was her dying instead of instead. Cross out was scribbled out on the page. I told her that she still has little kids and my mine are 13 + 14 and they have a daddy to take care of them. Her husband was in prison and she was in the process of divorce.  Harold Lee + I also had a heart-to-heart. I told him I put down him, his sisters, Billy + Mackenzie down as all my children for my Eulogy. Her writing is becoming less legible at this point, so there may be some minor error to the next part. I picked out my casket too. I also told them I had a granddaughter too, named Alexis. It is hard to write in this dim light. I vomited twice today + the Dr. told me, eat just ice chips. I hope someone can read this sloppy mess. I would rather tape it up on the illegible word. Well I need to go to write some letters. We are going to the Indy Zoo tomorrow and I hope we all have fun.