We went to our local hospital with what we thought was kidney stone pain! Fast forward 10 hours later and we had a surgeon tell us Geoff had stage 4 cancer, fast forward another 3 days, a hospital transfer, and he found out the monster we were dealing with was stage 4 Burkitts lymphoma and if we hadn’t come in he would have died in 3 weeks!
Brian was diagnosed with a rare form of Burkett’s related, high-grade B-cell lymphoma in May 2019. He currently receives both in-patient and out-patient chemotherapy, with cycles where he receives chemo for seven days in a row 24 hours a day.
My son Michael Angelo Gianchiglia passed away from non-Hodgkin lymphoma July 21, 2011.
Angelo was 26 years old. He fought the fight through chemo, radiation and finally a clinical trial.
He fought for two years. Our family considers Michael as a winner and a hero!!!
Forever loved. Forever in our hearts.
In November of 2004, I was in the very best shape of my life. A few months prior, I had run my fastest marathon in San Diego, beating out all of my previous six finishing times in Austin, Nashville, Dallas, New York, and Boston. One month prior, I had completed the Los Angeles triathlon, finishing in the top bracket in my age division.
I was diagnosed with Stage 4 NH large B-Cell primary hepatic lymphoma in April, 2013. I was told by my doctor that this was a very rare form of lymphoma with less than 200 cases in the US.
I will forever remember August 2008, when I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin lymphoma (NHL). I felt terrible one day at work, so my coworkers had insisted that I be seen, and sent me to the hospital. I was sitting in the ER in shock. Cancer? Lymphoma? I needed all the information on my condition, and I needed it now.
This is my seven-year-old son Yadien. In January 2019, we were heartbroken at news that this little guy had a mass surrounding his airway heart and lung that was a result of T-cell lymphoblastic lymphoma. He’s on his second round of chemotherapy now, as suspected it’s taking a lot from his body and it’s incredible how strong I’ve seen him become in only two months.
I remember diagnosis clearly. I was sitting in the UCSF doctor’s office of a man I had not met before a physician I was referred to. I had first gone to a doctor on my Blue Cross Insurance list, a Russian woman who said the word “lymphoma.” I was hoping the foreign word would continue to be foreign.
I am a caregiver and girlfriend to Alec Bishop. A strong and courageous man that has been fighting primary mediastinal B-cell lymphoma for over a year and a half. He was diagnosed in August 2017 with a softball-sized tumor pressing on his superior Vena Cava. He went through 6 cycles of R-CHOP chemotherapy only to relapse with a new tumor a month after his last cycle of chemo.