IT’S ALIVE!!!!

Danny 'Selfie' in Waiting Room Palos Verdes Medical Group

Danny ‘Selfie’ in Waiting Room Palos Verdes Medical Group

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IT’S ALIVE!!! Rather…. It IS LIVE! Welcome back My Dear Readers to The Other Shoe and a very special article! This article is to announce that my @Indiegogo campaign Danny’s Cancer Treatment Fund[1] IS NOW LIVE! With the (soon) addition of my most recently shot ‘Pitch Video’ (and this one is GREAT! I am very funny… and quite entertaining… if I say so myself…) this puppy is up and ready for your contributions!

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If nothing else? Go and see the ‘all new’ Pitch Video. I simply is a ‘Must See’ video of me asking for you to help me Battle my CANCER! It really is one of, if not the, best video I have ever shot. I enjoyed it… and it shows! Now, the campaign is LIVE and that means that it is time for all of you, My Dear Readers, to take out your wallets, purses, and clutches and donate!

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For the next Forty-Five DAYS I will be taking contributions. As well, I will be; writing, publishing, promoting, and begging just as much as I can! As much as my body, and time, will allow I will be asking for your support! I know that ‘times are tough all over’… Yet, I know that you, My Dear Readers, can help! This time it is all about LIFE!

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That’s right… LIFE! My life, to be exact. Each and every donation… buys me TIME! $$$$ = TIME! That is the algorithm that is my life! I need your help to pay for; transportation, food, medications, and HELP! WATCH the video! I explain all in just a little over ten minutes! That’s right in just a little longer than a hand full of TV commercials you can bear witness to one of my best recorded performances and learn all about my fight against CANCER!

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I just do not know how to put it any differently. $$$$ = TIME! I am in a battle for MY LIFE! And, I really do not plan on loosing!

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Take a moment. Watch the video. Then… decide to HELP me BATTLE Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma and WIN!

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Ten mins… Watch… GIVE!

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Thank YOU!

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A DAY in the LIFE….

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Danny 'Selfie' in Waiting Room Palos Verdes Medical Group

Danny ‘Selfie’ in Waiting Room Palos Verdes Medical Group

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Welcome back My Dear Readers to The Other Shoe. As most of you, My Dear Readers, can imagine and might well have figured out on your own, this cancer has been kicking my butt. The combination of decreased stamina and increased levels of pain, though out the day, have left me completely unable to complete work for this blog or my Indiegogo Campaign. I would like to extend my deepest apologies, to you My Dear Readers, for this absence and failure on my part. However, there is one thing that could be said in my favor. YESTERDAY!

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Yesterday was one of ‘those’ days. Those days when you are just more than certain that the ‘stars are aligned against you’ or that you have committed some unknown transgression against an omniscient and omnipresent being and ‘it’ has decided to turn your world upside down as some kind of cosmic payback. That was my yesterday, My Dear Readers! The morning started out… well, the same. I wake up. Lying in bed, as my mind reboots on my reality… who am, where I am, that I have cancer. During that morning ‘reboot’, it occurs to me that today is the day for me to refill my primary pain medication.

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One might think that this realization might bring me some kind of exuberance or even adulation. Nope. At this point getting and taking these pain medications are merely a means to an end. The end of the increasing pain I am subject to each and every day… all day. Yes, there are respites in the transcendent waves of pain. However, they are becoming fewer and further between. However, I get up, do the things one does upon waking, and get my cell phone. Primary task #1, call pharmacy and order refill of primary pain medication. Easy enough, at this point I have made this call… … … 500+ times? Yeah, something like that.

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I pull out my Day Planner to confirm that I am requesting a refill on the proper date, and not before. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7…. 26,27,28,29 30! Yes, today is the thirtieth days since my last refill. I dial up the pharmacy, wade through the automated prompting, wait on hold… …. … 3, 5, 7, 10 mins, they must be busy this morning, not a ‘Good Sign’. Finally, somewhere after 10 and before 20 I get a human being…

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“Welcome to Walgreens,, Be Healthy, can I help you!”

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Ok… I am not kidding… but if you go to Walgreens… have you ever just wanted, once they say tht “Be Well” thingy… have you ever wanted to say something like: “By garsh YES! I have spinal stenosis and Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma… CANCER and the only thing I need to do is… “Be Well!” Why the heck didn’t I think of that?!?!

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Well, I have. Thought about it. But, why thrown the cat out into the rain, it will just make my work with them… more difficult. (? Is that possible?). I answer,

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“Thank you, to whom am I speaking?…. Tracy, great. How are you, today, Tracy? … … Tracy, are you a pharmacist or a Pharmacy Technician? Great, may I please speak with the Pharmacist?

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Thing of it is? When ordering a refill of a ‘Class 2 Controlled Substance’ it is always best to just go for the jugular, and ask for the pharmacist. You will end up speaking to one, anyway, may as well cut to the chase.

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“Yes, I will wait, Tracy. Thank you.”

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AGAIN! Having already waited nearly a quarter hour just for someone to answer the bloody phone… have you ever? Wanted to say something like;

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‘Tracy? I have already waited nearly a quarter hour for someone to put down the Sausage Mc Muffin and answer the ringing pho9ne… may I just speak to a pharmacist now?”

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I HAVE. Back on hold with the insanely obsequious ‘hold musack’… I really could care less about ‘Muskrat Love’ right now. 3… 5… 7… 10… (sometimes)… ring, ring, ring… back on hold musak… 3… 5… 7… 10… Finally a voice answers. DANG! Not a voice I recognize… here goes!

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“Hi there, this is Daniel Hanning… H A N N I N G… birth date __/__/__.”

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“Yes, I would like to have a prescription on hold filled. Yes, it is the ______ Prescription.”

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HERE… RIGHT HERE! Is where my day began to… unravel!

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What do you mean it is a week EARLY!?!? Yes… that is my name… WHAT? NO! I have the bottled right HERE! It was filled on __/__/__ That IS thirty days ago, correct?”

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“No sir Mr. HEnning… (they always confuse me with that darn gay magician)… The prescription was filled thirty days ago… but you did not pick it up until the 23rd! I cannot fill it again until the 23rd!”

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OK… let me enumerate all the things wrong with his answer:

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  1. 1. First and foremost = IF a prescription was… “picked up” on the 23rd of, let’s say, July… THEN the prescription IS ready for refill on the 20TH NOT the 23rd! You use a bloody CALENDER and COUNT THE DAYS! That is pharmacy 101!
  2. 2. I NEVER let a ‘Controlled Substance” prescription refill set around a pharmacy for any number of days. Reason? Sticky Fingers!
  3. 3. WHY! Is ‘Nam’ screwing me around? What did I do in the ninety SECONDS I have been on the phone?
  4. 4. Now… someone is grinding on my gears and standing between a patient in serious chronic pain and their medications (NO, I am one of the few Californians that does not have a Medicinal Marijuana prescription. I cannot AFFORD the $150.00 visit or the crazy prices they charge. That and I haven’t smoked pot in decades.

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Now, ‘Nam’ has ‘Poked the Bear’ and I am going to get to the bottom of this problem. I am not going to go into the details, I am already in a lot of pain… from writing. Suffice to say I was on Nam’s ‘Premium Shit List’ and he was going to make me wait THIRTY-FOUR days for a prescription refill! So, I go for the jugular.

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“Nam, I would like your California State Pharmacy Registration Number, please?… … .. Nam, you are required by LAW to provide that number to all patients upon request. According to State Pharmacy Board and CA state law… OK ‘Nam’ I am going to go ‘the other way’ now to get my prescription. Please pardon me while I put my boot prints on the BACK OF YOUR HEAD!”

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  1. Call Walgreens Corporate number
  2. File complaint against Nam.
  3. Explain to Walgreens that I was a “State Registered Pharmacy Technician” for TEN YEARS! I KNOW my RIGHTS!
  4. Inform person taking my… ‘complaint’ that they have until 5PM PDT to; call and get me my prescription or I will file a complaint against Walgreens and ‘Nam’ with the State Board.

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Now, in my wallet, I have another prescription for the same medication… only with Acetaminophen in it instead of aspirin. It is now roughly 10AM. For the next FOUR HOURS I discover just how difficult it is to get a prescription for ____ FILLED in Orange County, CA.

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After FOUR HOURS Allen and I come home…. EMPTY HANDED. L I am crestfallen, but not yet defeated. Little does anyone know but I have enough ____ to last until Wednesday morning. Allen gets ready for work, and leaves. It is now 5PM… I fall asleep, with Alexander in my arms. We are resting comfortably… When my phone rings!

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“Hello, Mr. HAnning (funny how they can get it right when they want to)… Mr. Hanning… this is Phu, at the Walgreens pharmacy… I am so sorry Mr. Hanning! IF you bring in the NEXT refill’s prescription… your doctor increased the dose, correct?”

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“Yes, it is now every four hours count 180.”

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“Yes, Mr. Hanning… I am so sorry about earlier… IF you bring in the next refill I will have your ____ filled within the hour. You or Allen can come by and pick it up. Is that OK?”

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And the worm, turns.

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YES! That will be just fine. I, also, have refills of SIX other medications to bring in… and the refill on the _____ patch.”

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OK, My Dear Readers, I head to the pharmacy… it is about 6PM right now. I am sunburned, tired… and not driving my power chair too straight. I get to the pharmacy… all of the Pharmacy Techs are staring at me… and pointing… giggling, too. I get to the counter… ask for Phu.

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OH! Mr. Hanning (again, flawless) I AM SO VERY SORRY about earlier. I have all your prescriptions ready for you. Did you bring the next refill’s prescription?”

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Hand over the next ‘Triple Scrip’ of ____ and the increased dosage. Also, I hand him another scrip witjh SIX medications on it… each with 90 (QD) pills… and three refills. So he is looking at (roughly) $3,000.00 of medications and refills lasting me until Christmas. Phu takes the prescriptions, and disappeares into the back. I take out my wallet to pay for the two prescriptions I am here to pick up. Then, the pharmacy tech laughs and says:

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“OH! NO CHARGE for YOU Mr. Hanning! Not for Today!”

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SO, My Dear Readers, I got my pain medications. I got them on the day I was supposed to… AND I got them FOR FREE!

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Don’t mess with the DAN!

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All in all, a terribly tiring and stressful day. However, as they say in books…

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“All’s well, that ends well!”

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Adieu!

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Thank YOU!

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P.S. My Dear Readers… I am currently WORKING to make a NEW ‘Launch Video” for Danny’s Cancer Treatment Fund’ @ Indiegogo. PLEASE bear with me… while I get the video: shot, edited, uploaded, embeded and ready. I am HOPING to have the Campaign LAUNCH… TONIGHT! PLEASE… don’t go and spend all that ‘disposeable income’ JUST Yet!… K? THANK YOU! 😉

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Danny in Rolling Hills Estates August 12, 2014

Danny in Rolling Hills Estates August 12, 2014

Trip to L.A.!

Danny in Rolling Hills Estates August 12, 2014

Danny in Rolling Hills Estates August 12, 2014

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Welcome back My Dear Readers to The Other Shoe. It is the evening of August 13th 2014, and I apologize for the tardiness of this article. The videos, that you will see embedded in this article, were all shot yesterday August 12th 2014. Now, comically, know as ’The Trip to L.A…. L.A…. L.A….’ the videos and this article are a retelling of my arduous adventure. An adventure of getting to and returning from my appointment with my primary care physician in Pacific Palisades at ‘Promenade on the Peninsula’ in the wondrous city of Rolling Hills ESTATES.

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Now, as a point of reference, for a person in their own car this would be a trip of about an hour. An hour to the appointment, and an hour return trip. All in all, I would think that if I had my own means of transportation (something I am working toward with Danny’s Cancer Treatment Fund), I would leave here about noon and be home by 4PM. However, all things not being equal.

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I leave home at 9AM and the wheels of my power chair hit my carpet (again) at 8PM to 9PM. An eleven to twelve hour arduous journey that I make every three months. Yes, I have quarterly visits with my Primary Care Physician. However, My Dear Readers, now that I have been diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma? My PCP could, every easily, think that three times a year is insufficient for him to properly monitor my health.

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As I am writing this article, I am not so sure just exactly where each of the videos will end up getting placed. Therefore, I am going to just wing it and explain the videos as; 1,2,3. The very first video was taken at approximately 9AM as I am sitting outside my apartment waiting for OCTA Access to arrive and take me to… … … Disneyland! Nope, I am not off on a magical adventure in the land where dreams become reality. That is the location where OCTA Access drops individuals for their transfer to L.A. Access.

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In this article there will also be pictures that were taken of me, in various stages of this adventure. I will be certain to include at least one that was taken during our layover at Disneyland. You will, likely, know this image because you can see the Monorail in the background of the image. I always enjoy our layover at Disneyland. It reminds me of better times in my life, and Allen’s decade of service at the Enchanted Kingdom. However, with my cervical spine in its current (mess) condition there are few rides that I would be able to partake and enjoy without risking grave harm.

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As well as the pictures, Allen and I made another short video during our layover at Disneyland. If you look closely you can see the roof of the enclosure for… darn I simply cannot remember the name of the dark roller coaster ride. It, quite simply , is my favorite ride in all the park. I have heard that they have (finally) fixed the speakers in the headrest of the ride and now you can hear the music that was scored just for this ride. It is a tremendous ride and I always made it a point to ride it seven or eight times, every time Allen and I went to Disneyland.

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Now, what was an enjoyable morning and a pleasant ride to and layover at Disneyland? Turns into a nightmare of the seventh magnitude. Usually the drivers with L.A. Access are quite helpful, polite and considerate of their riders. That was not the case today. The driver was not accomplished at getting the power chair(s) (yes, there were two of us in power chairs shoved into one small van) into the van and properly fastened. He did manage to scratch (in several places) one of the fenders on my power chair. The assembly, that holds my walking cane, is now bent and rattles when I advance over most surfaces.

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I am going to have to make a complete visual inventory of my power chair, just as soon as I have regained strength. That was another thing, this trip just wasted me! I know that this is a result of the cancer… the insidious and heinous stow-away in my body. Tapping stamina and draining strength. Yet, I was not prepared for just how much this cancer took from me, until I got home last night. Anyway, back to the journey… and this part.

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Danny at Disneyland Headed to L.A. August 12, 2014

Danny at Disneyland Headed to L.A. August 12, 2014

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Once, the driver finally had both power chairs in and fastened into place… he got behind the wheel… … … and my ride to L.A. became a two hour stay in… … … Hell’s Lobby! I have made this trip, now, well this makes my seventh trip. Each and every trip the driver played the radio on a relaxing station at a lower volume. Nothing extremely loud so as to distract from the driver’s focus. As well, it was nothing annoying or… … … radical. This time, that changed. For the next two hours I was exposed to the bigoted and intolerant ramblings of two lowbrow radio hosts on… … … Fox Sports! They had something to say about the recent ball player that came out of the closet. They had something to say about the young man that was run over at the NASCAR event. Yet on each and every subject… … … the person’s; race, sexual proclivity, PRECIEVED race, race of THEIR sexual partner, and every imaginable combination thereof was trod out and made light.

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Never in my life have I been exposed to so much; anger, hatred, divisionism, bigotry, and out and out intolerance in my entire life! I just do not understand how two people can have so many ‘Bad Things’ to say about people whom they never have, and likely never will, meet/met or have any social or physical contact with! Just what kind of people can go one and on and on and on about other people in such a tacky uninformed and intolerant and ignorant fashion? One would, honestly, thin that kind of rambling diatribe of anger, hatred and intolerance would (likely) taint one’s soul!

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When I, finally, got out of the van… I felt as thought I decompressed from a compressed atmosphere. Like coming out of an airplane that flew across the nation at a very high altitude. Yet, it was not compressed oxygen that was in this cabin. It was an atmosphere of compressed negativity and anger! Recently I have been reading a lot about the power of words. That, some, have postulated that certain types of words can act on the human body. That some types of speech can actually act like a language virus. Whereas, when humans are (regularly) exposed to these linguistic viruses that can (actually) have their minds… reconfigured… rewired… damaged by these linguistic viral exposures.

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I just had to clear my mind of the linguistic lambaste I had been exposed to, prior to visiting with Dr. Gorlick. So, Allen and I set about a short little tour of the mall. We did not have the time to make a video, or take pictures, prior to the appointment. We went in about fifteen minuets before the appointment.

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Now, My Dear Readers, I am a strong believer in the sanctity of a doctor’s appointment. Therefore, I am going to proceed only using large broad strokes. My doctor greeted me in a way befitting the context of our visit and the nature of the disease state we were there to discuss. He gave me a complete examination, one of the first in many years, and then we he sat down (right in front of me) and expressed his sincere regret that I have been diagnoses with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. He was quite frank about the possible outcomes, and honest about the means = life span. He gave me the name of a very good oncologist here in Orange County.

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He increased my medications for pain, and briefly talked directly with Allen about what HE will be facing in dealing with ME and my cancer. He was frank. He was honest. He was forthright. He was kind. When we were done… Allen felt hope… I felt the weight of the challenge that lies ahead for me. Now I know that the next step in the course of treatment is a PET Scan (Positron Emission Tomography)[1]

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This scan will give my oncologist the information he needs to properly identify the current ‘Stage’ of my cancer. Determine if it is spreading (metastasize), and the organs that are currently… under attack. Once that is complete, then the oncologist makes suggestions of; chemotherapy and/or radiation therapy. A schedule of treatments is then formulated. With any good luck, My Dear Readers, I will start my first round of chemotherapy… within a month. I say “with any good luck” because the sooner I start, the longer my lifespan. Below are the Stage of Lymphoma:

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The stages of lymphoma are defined as follows:

●Stage I – Only one lymph node region is involved, or only one lymph structure is involved.

●Stage II – Two or more lymph node regions or lymph node structures on the same side of the diaphragm are involved.

●Stage III – Lymph node regions or structures on both sides of the diaphragm are involved.

●Stage IV – There is widespread involvement of a number of organs or tissues other than lymph node regions or structures, such as the bone marrow.[2]

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My concern is that I have enlarged and painful swelling of lymph nodes both above and below my diaphragm. Combined with the pathology finding that the biopsy showed “Grade 3B” lymphatic structures in the node removed from my face, leads me to believe… … … Time and proper drug selection = Lifespan. I am very sorry that this topic has interjected itself into this article. However, when it is something that you think of every morning when you wake, and every night before you go to sleep? It is going to find it’s way into one’s creative output.

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Danny 'Selfie' in Waiting Room Palos Verdes Medical Group

Danny ‘Selfie’ in Waiting Room Palos Verdes Medical Group

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I was going to make a video once I got home, or at Disneyland after I got off the L.A. van. However, just like the ride in> My ride out was… painful at best. It was (thankfully) not Fox Sports on the way home. However, it was very loud… … … ‘Kiss Radio’ I think they said? It was all singers with drum machines and ‘Autotune’ devices matched up with someone with an over inflated ego and a rhyming dictionary. For the second time in one day I spent two hours in… … … Hell’s Lobby!

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That was exactly what it felt like to me, and Allen. Like we were delegated to sitting in the lobby for the entrance to HELL! The music was so loud that I could hardly think, and even when I put on my own ear plugs (good ones from Creative) and my volume on my phone turned up all the way I could not hear my music. The driver was running late, so I asked him to please turn down the music. He did so just as long as I was on the phone. Once off, he turned it back up again to ear damaging volume.

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Later, tomorrow, I am going to file a complain against both drivers. It is what is best for their future passengers… especially if it is me. My Dear Readers, the day was an extremely arduous journey made worse by the inconsiderate and often rude and hostile L.A. drivers. However, I will continue with Dr. Gorlick as my PCP for one slient reason. He is the very best physician I could/can find that accepts Medicare. He is a great man and a greater physician!

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My Dear Readers that brings us to the end of this article. I hope that you have found it to be entertaining and informative. With each and every trip I make, to L.A. and back, I will be making these videos and taking pictures. I will do my best to take all of you, My Dear readers along with me… … … in my ‘Trip to L.A.!’\

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Adieu!

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Thank YOU!

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Danny at Disneyland August 12th, 2014

Danny at Disneyland August 12th, 2014

Danny’s Cancer Treatment Fund – Preliminary Site Review

Danny Hanning of The Other Shoe - May 6th, 2014

Danny Hanning of The Other Shoe – May 6th, 2014

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Dear Family, Friends, Followers of @ The Other Shoe and Facebook,

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I know that this might be ‘bad timing’ seeing as most of us are still reeling from the upsetting news of our loss of Robin Williams. However, time is a luxury that I can no longer afford. Afford… That is a great segway for the crux of this message. It is because of my lack of financial prowess that I am starting an Indiegogo Campaign. A campaign to help me raise the funds I will need to fight a winning battle against my cancer.

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For those of you that have not been on Facebook much, in the past week? ON Thursday of last week I was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. The grade of the tumor that they removed on August 1st, 2014 was Grade 3B. This is the highest grade of the scale used to measure and evaluate lymphatic tumors. A grade of 3B means that the cancer cells are the most developed, the number of reaming lymph cells is negligible, and that the cancer cells are so large they can be clearly seen on ‘low magnification’ of a microscope.

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Tumor cells of the Grade 3B classification usually correspond to a Stage 3 or Stage 4 state of cancer. It will, likely, be a week or more before my Oncologist has all the; biopsy results, test results, scan results and evaluated me sufficiently to go on record as to the Stage of my cancer. Again, time is a luxury that I (in this case) cannot really afford. I am using my decade of experience working in Pediatric Hematology and Oncology & Adult Hematology and Oncology wards at Long Beach Memorial Hospital and the (now closed) Brea (California) location of Cancer Treatment Centers of America to make a preliminary determination for the purposes of this message and the launch of this campaign.

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Considering the subjective factors; my current level of pain-the location(s) of my pain-my frequency of and degree of fevers and my overall health combined with the objective information contained in; Current C.T. Scan with Contrast and the Pathology Report of Biopsy of removed (ex) lymph node. I am reasonably confident that I can give all of you, My Dear Readers, (hopefully) future contributors, family, friends and followers of The Other Shoe(s) and Facebook the estimation that I am currently have a late Stage 3 to early Stage 4 Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma cancer. As well, due to the frequency and intensity of my symptoms it is my humble, yet informed, opinion that my cancer is in a crisis state. Meaning that the cancer is highly active and quite possibly spreading at a high rate.

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I base this on the number and location of lymphatic nodes that are swollen and painful at this time. The biggest difference between a Stage 3 cancer and a Stage 4 cancer is that the later stage means that organs/nodes in both the upper and lower hemispheres of my body are affected. That is the case… even as I write this message to all of you. I will not go into details, at this time, I do not want to become morbid or ghoulish. Suffice to say that I am currently experiencing a pain similar to someone grinding broken glass Christmas ornaments in nodes both above and below my waist. That would indicate a bi-hemisphere spread of the lymphatic cancer.

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My Dear Readers, just as soon as I have a report or a conversation with my oncologist and can verify this information I will post it to; both blogs, Facebook, and the campaign page. It is not my intention to engage in hyperbole. Nor is it in my desire or intent to mislead or misinform anyone at any point during the campaign or the life of this cancer. When this cancer takes me away from all of you, all I will genuinely leave behind are; my written works and My WORD! My word… my honor are of the utmost importance to me. I would rather endure the worst that this cancer has to throw at me, and expire in the shortest length of time than deceive or mislead a single person. My word is my bond, without which I am nothing.

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Now, for the real reason for this message here today. I have just finished the preliminary design and format for the Indiegogo Campaign – Danny’s Cancer Treatment Fund. I would very much like it if all of you (at your leisure) would take a few moments and look at the campaign, watch the video(s) [I am not sure just how many are inked to the campaign at this time, one more reason for this ‘test’] and read some of what I have written. Then, I would appreciate you sending me a message either via Facebook or email and giving me your opinion and/or suggestions and pointers.

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My Dear Readers, this is the Single Most Important Campaign of my lifetime. I have but one opportunity to get this right. Any and all comments & suggestions will be taken into consideration. Further, I have several ‘Openings’ in the campaign for any/all that might want to do more than just contribute. If you would like to; help update content and information, lend a hand creating and tracking ‘Perks’, help handle the monies-distribution and notification, lend a hand with ‘Thank You’ correspondence, help to upload and integrate pictures and/or videos into the campaign, and help to coordinate the campaign with Facebook and my Blog(s) [Social Media Oversight and Execution]? I know that I will need assistance in these areas of expertise.

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This is a not-for-profit enterprise so any/all work will be pro-bono as I will not have funds to pay for your time and/or efforts. However, if you are of limited financial means (like myself) then if you have a strong desire to help… this would certainly be an integral way to contribute to my campaign and my fight against this heinous and incestuous cancer.

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Regardless of the stage of my cancer, I am going to wage war on this unwelcome and uninvited guest of my body. The only reason I would not fight this cancer… is if it is of a stage that even the oncologist sees that treatment would not be beneficial. I REFUSE to consider that as a possibility. Hence this campaign, my writing and my (already) cranking up my blog(s) and Facebook contacts. I am warning you that I am going to contact all friends, family and past friends and acquaintances. NOBODY will escape my requests for help, support and assistance. PERIOD!

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Below is the link to take you to the non-active site for Danny’s Cancer Treatment Fund campaign at Indiegogo. PLEASE take your time and look around. Then, PLEASE get back to me with your; thoughts, ideas, criticism, input, observations and brilliant ideas. I will read all and take all into consideration. Thank you! Thank you for your time, your efforts, your kindness, your support, and your love.

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Daniel Hanning

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http://www.indiegogo.com/project/preview/8f2037b1

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Danny Hanning of The Other Shoe - May 6th, 2014

Danny Hanning of The Other Shoe – May 6th, 2014

A Week In Review – August 10th 2014

Danny Hanning of The Other Shoe - May 6th, 2014

Danny Hanning of The Other Shoe – May 6th, 2014

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                                Welcome back My Dearest Readers to The Other Shoe! It is my great and incredible joy to share some wonderful news! This week… well, has been fraught with; fear, trepidation, anxiety, sadness, and terrible medical/health news. If you have not had the time to read my blog, or check in on Facebook? I have some rather ‘Bad’ and distressing news for you, My Dearest Readers. On Thursday of this week, I was given the heart-wrenching news that I have… Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Are relatively rare form of lymphoma, responsible for only 22% of all lymphatic cancers diagnosed.

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This news, My Dearest Readers, sent your truly into a downward tail-pin of hither-to-before never seen depths of despair and depression. I was alone when I finally received the news, from Dr. Reddy. Dr. Reddy was; rude, disconnected, un-empithetic, and downright hostile when giving me the news. Here is an example of what I am trying to relay.

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“the results are in an you have a lymphoma…”

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NO lead-in, NO build-up, and N O compassion. Just a heartless, emotionless, harsh and hard dumping of facts at the feet of a dying man. In all of my 56 years of life, and more than two decades in/around medical professionals in the medical profession, I have never in my life EVER heard a more brutal and heartless communication of end-of-life medical information. I was completely ALONE, in my apartment, and Allen was not scheduled to be home for another three hours! My Dearest Readers, the next several hours, in my apartment, were some of the darkest and disturbing hours of my entire life.

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Not only had I found out that, I Danny Hanning, had CANCER but I had been told in the single most ‘heavy-handed’ cold and emotionless fashion one could ever imagine. Not only that but, when I did not respond in the fashion Dr. Reddy had imagined? When I failed to want to schedule an appointment right then with ‘her Oncologist’ in her offices… RIGHT THEN? Dr. Reddy had the unmitigated GAUL to DEMAND the telephone number of my Primary care Physician. Telling me that “I (she) am going to call your Primary Care Physician RIGHT NOW and tell him about you lack of desire for treatment!”

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  1. I never said I did not want treatment for my cancer.
  2. I did tell her that I “Never wanted to set foot in her offices again, EVER!”
  3. She had NO right to demand anything from me, seeing as SHE had been in possession of the biopsy pathology report for TWO DAYS! That she waited till the last possible minute before calling me! At 4:45PM on her last day in her offices before a THREE-WEEK VACATION!
  4. I have known Dr. Gorlick for EIGHT YEARS and he knows that I am always pro-active in treatment and getting timely; scans, tests and treatments.
  5. I have never had any specialist demand to (complain) to my primary care physician… EVER!
  6. Finally, it looks to me like Dr. Reddy was just trying to herd me (like some animal) into HER chemotherapy clinic and to see her Oncologist BEFORE I had a single chance to; consider my options, get a second opinion, or even gather my THOUGHTS!

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NOW after enduring this ambush/lambaste of being informed that I have ‘Grade 3B Follicular Lymphoma’ in the biopsy. (She NEVER told me WHAT cancer I HAVE!) After finding out that I have Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma – Stage 3 I went about finding out; what are my odds, what is the best course of treatment, how long a survival rate can I expect, and just how should I proceed. After I completed those chores, I went about writing and creating some content about; my condition, my desire to overcome, and the Indiegogo Campaign I was to start to pay for the chemotherapy drugs not covered by my poor ‘Part D Medicare Prescription Drug Plan’.

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That is what I have been all about since Thursday. Until just moments ago, that is! Just moments ago, while I was preparing for the writing and publishing of this article, the most wonderful thing happened! I looked at the bottom of each article. I about went into shock! Low and behold I see that my Facebook ‘Like(s)’ are all Double-Digits! So, My Dearest Readers, for the last three articles over the last three days? I have received … … … (DRUM ROLL, PLEASE?) EIGHTY-FOUR ‘Like(s)’ between the two blog locations and over (just) three articles! THANK YOU! My Dearest Readers, this gives me courage to move forward with the Indiegogo Funding Campaign and faith that I just might be able to raise the money I so desperately need!

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That is the ‘Great News’ that I have to share with you, My Dearest Readers, that you have really showed your support… your kindness… your genuine ‘Like’ of my writing about the arduous journey of discovering my disease; Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Even though there are just three articles? I am still going to link the stories, leave a blurb from the article and add (in red) some of my opinions of the articles. I owe it to you, My Dearest Readers!

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So, without further Adieu… I give YOU ‘A Week In Review’ the Cancer Edition!

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  • Notes From Behind the Keyboard August 7th 2014 : “Welcome back My Dear Readers to The Other Shoe. Let me start by saying “Thank You!” for the… people that have reached out and showed me support in this painful and difficult time. Status: I am still waiting for someone… anyone to call me and tell me the results of the biopsy that was taken on last Friday. I know that the results are in, they were available to my doctors as of yesterday afternoon. I called my surgeon, Dr. Nguyen, yesterday morning and asked that he call me back regarding; are there stitches in my face, can I shave, and what are the results of the biopsy?” I never got a call back from Dr. Nguyen… EVER! I finally had to call back his office and catch an unsuspecting office worker, cleverly convincing them to fax over the pathology report to my home fax number. WITHOUT; a Medical Release, Permission from Dr. Nguyen, Verification of MY identification or ANY PROOF at all of my legal RIGHT to the medical information she so freely released and faxed to me. Honestly? I strongly believe that GOD (in his infinite wisdom, and PITY for me and my situation) made sure that I got the pathology report. Knowing, full well, that I could understand the report completely. And I DID! [16 Likes at Blog.com + 8 Likes at WordPress = 24 Likes]
  • Danny and CANCER – Day One : “Welcome back My Dear Readers to The Other Shoe. It is not often, in life, that we are faced with… well, ‘Life Changing Events’. Examples of these ‘Life Changing Events’ would be; world news, happenings and events that impact and alter our course in life. A Death in the immediate family, a marriage, a divorce these are just a few examples of ‘Life Changing Events’. Today, I Danny Hanning, experienced one of the most important… and upsetting life events since my head injury of August 25th 1987 ( that day a typewriter dropped on my head and put me in the hospital for nearly a year).” This was a very difficult article for me to write. Not only was it my very first article to write as Danny Hanning WITH Cancer/Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, I was also battling some severe pain in my upper right shoulder. I cannot remember; bumping my shoulder, running into a wall with my right shoulder, hurting myself (on/with my right shoulder) in the shower, or ANYONE using a baseball bat on my right shoulder. Never the less, my shoulder hurt like someone had wailed on it with a baseball BAT! I could not lift my right arm above my chest, I could not raise my right arm enough to comb my hair, and even movement lower than my chest left me in pain! It was terrible and I was gravely concerned that this pain had everything to do with the Cancer! [16 ‘Likes’ at Blog.com + 17 ‘Likes’ at WordPress.com = THRITY-THREE!!!! Likes combined!!!!]
  • The Proof is in the Pudding : “Welcome back My Dear Readers to The Other Shoe. I am still reeling from the news of yesterday. How does on get Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma? Stage makeup? Exposure to bright lights? Exposure to thunderous applause at a young age? Pushing oneself to achieve that which has never been done before by a male member of your family? Extreme stress for decades? Or, My Dearest Readers, is this merely just another the other shoe dropping? Regardless of origin, regardless of etiology I am left with a cancer for which there is no cure.” This, My Dearest Readers, was not an article that I ever wanted to have to write. This was not how I wanted to feel about my cancer diagnosis. Regardless, even at this early stage of my condition and the discrimination of that information, I have encountered resistance to the facts and (subtext) attacks on the validity of my medical information. More to avoid someone/anyone actually saying “Danny, I do not think that you have cancer!” [And that it would be said just to avoid the socially correct course of action to lend a financial hand] Now, I can move forward with some confidence that nobody will actually stoop to that ‘low’ just to avoid the socially appropriate action of making some financial contribution to my cause. In the most hard and real terms, My Dearest Readers, if I were asked to write an algorithm to express my current condition? It would be a one line, three character, algorithm. Here it is $$$$$ = TIME/LIFE. End Of Line! [ 12 ‘Likes’ at Blog.com + 15 ‘LIKES” at WordPress.com = 27 Likes| Further The THREE article’s ‘Likes’ combined = 24 + 33 + 27 = 84 LIKES! In Three days from just THREE articles!]

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There it is, My Dearest Readers, the low point of my week was finding out I have (incurable) cancer from a verbally abusive doctor. The high point is/was that I have garnered your support, My Dearest Readers! Now, if I can transfer that support from my creative works… into financial support for my Indiegogo Campaigns? I will have the health and opportunity to write and FINISH my current novels. That I will have the time and health to continue writing and publishing right here! That I will have the time to Pay You ALL BACK!

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You see, My Dearest Readers? That your $$$ donated today = REAL and ENTERTIANING works in the near and not-so-near future. You have my word… You have my word of HONOR! It is my intent to take the time, that I garner from the better chemotherapy drugs, and I use it to create works of verbal art for you, and yours, to enjoy for years, decades, generations to come! I am not about more time for; playing, mid-life crisis, squandering the genuine opportunity given by fighting & BEATING this cancer. THIS experience has/is teaching (taught) me a very important lesson.

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The time I have left is best spent creating things of beauty for all to enjoy! It would be my honor and pleasure to spend every day I gain by beating this cancer in the pursuit of creating and sharing works of written beauty and enjoyment. I would work on the blog(s) and I would take the time to work on/&finish the novels I have already laid out around me. Like getting my father’s camping gear (the Baker Tent, the Lanterns, the Coleman stove and all of the electric lights) in working order PRIOR to even starting the Summer season. Every May he would lay out the Baker Tent, first. We would all go around and find any holes, split seams, rips and tears and we would mark them with waterproof marker.

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Then Dad would come around and; either fix the marked area himself or he would go over just how to fix it with ME and I would fix the marked area. After the Baker Tent, then would come the gas lanterns, checking the fluid levels, checking the Mantels to make sure they were not torn and in good condition, and make sure that the glass Globes were free of cracks, chips or defects. After the Kerosene lanterns , would come the Coleman propane cooking stove. Well, you get the point… all that preparation allowed all of the family to enjoy our camping trip summer.

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You, My Dearest Readers, are/will make donations to my Danny’s Cancer Treatment Fund so that, later this year and every year after, you will be able to sit back and enjoy all of the stories and tales that I will write and share with all of you! You, My Dearest Readers, help provide the resources that I do not have and I will (in turn) provide for you, My Dearest Readers, tales and stories and trips into horror that take you beyond your wildest dreams. I PROMISE!

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Tomorrow… well… it is now, like, today I plan on launching the Cancer Treatment Funding Campaign. Once launched, it will be your, My Dearest Readers, turn to show me the love and support that I know you are capable. With each and every passing contribution my shoulders will relax, the weight will be lifted, and my step will be lighter. With every passing day, I will know and see your love and admiration, and I will know that my life is safe in your hands. I will take the funds that you share and with them I will buy TIME!

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Time to write. Time to publish. Time to create, build, explore and populate worlds of incredible wonder and joy! I do all this for you, My Dearest Readers! Now, it is nearly 2AM PDT and I simply must get rest. Rest to recharge… Rest to FIGHT!

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I thank you for all your (obvious) support [obvious from ALL of your EWIGHTY-FOUR likes in 72 hours!]. This coming week will be very taxing. I have a journey of 12-14 hours from Orange County to L.A. County and Rolling Hills Estates! I will have a visit with (what will BE) my newest’ oncologist and the one that will guide me through my upcoming battle. Then, as early as this coming Friday… I will ENGAGE THE ENEMY! With chemotherapy drugs in my veins, your love in my heart, and the strength of my convictions in my body and muscles… We WILL engage and DEFEAT the enemy… CANCER!

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I am so going to kick cancer’s butt all up and down the street! I will beat it so hard it will cry for its “Mommy” and I will laugh at it’s cries and kick dirt in it’s face! I WILL BE merciless! And I will PREVAIL! PERIOD!

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Here’s to the passing of one SACRY and UPSETING week… and here’s to our NEXT week of enlightenment and W A R!

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Adieu!

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Thank YOU!

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