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This blog chronicles Mark and Meghan's journey in fighting Mark's CNS lymphoma. Please continue to check in - this site will be updated regularly with news, stories and photos. If you're new to this situation, you can read the background info on how we got here. Please also feel free to leave comments - it's always nice to hear from people who are far away (in body only)
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867-332-3795
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604-736-6844
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Vancouver Apartment Address:
1405 West 15th Avenue
Apt. 406
Vancouver, BC
V6H 3R2
Email:
callanmarkATyahoo.ca
mcguiremegsATyahoo.ca
You can reach us in the following ways:
Cell Phone -
867-332-3795
Vancouver Apartment Phone -
604-736-6844
Skype ID -
mark.and.meghan
Vancouver Apartment Address:
1405 West 15th Avenue
Apt. 406
Vancouver, BC
V6H 3R2
Email:
callanmarkATyahoo.ca
mcguiremegsATyahoo.ca
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Our good friend Dave King has provided some well needed moments of lightness throughout this process. I've included some of his writing below. (he's also looking for freelance work if anyone's innnarested in his unique hip brand of wit). Enjoy:
August 21, 2009
"There are a few holes in the screenplay I'm trying write that I could really use your help with. Like, when you said goodbye to Meghan before the surgery did you just opt for the traditional meaningful stare, and hold her eye contact as they wheeled you all the away down the hall and the florescent lights reflected off the brave tears in her eyes? Or did you go for something a bit more cavalier, like making reference to some sort of private joke you share followed by whatever your pet name for Meghan is: "Guess it's my turn to scoopy dis poopy, eh Footster..."? Or was there a scene where Meghan tried to climb on the gurney and cling to your muscle shirt and you had to clutch her face in your muscular hands, pull her close and say something like "This ain't no duet, Footster. It's a table for one, dammit, and I'm the only one with a reservation..."?
Also, when the arrogant surgeon's hands failed after you came to during the operation and then bravely waved off further anesthetic, did you really take over for him and complete the operation yourself, or did you simply give the nervous younger surgeon the pep talk he needed to realize the arrogant surgeon was just jealous of him all along, and that he was not only old enough to finish this operation himself, but that he owed it to his father/mother/favourite teacher/girlfriend/or possibly dog, who never stopped believing in him?
Anyway, the networks are interested. They like that we're not going to shy away from the potential sexiness of your situation. They're particularly hot for the nurses uniforms as I've described them, and for the scenes with you and Footster in the sponge bath, and in the examination room, and up against the snack machine in the common room (good product placement opportunity here -- I'm thinking Humpty Dumpty and/or Ringolos).
I've been in touch with Hulk Hogan's people about playing you, and I figure any blond with massive jugs can play Footster.
Your creative suggestions are welcome, but wholly unnecessary. I'll let you know when it's on.
Go team!
Dk"
August 21, 2009
"There are a few holes in the screenplay I'm trying write that I could really use your help with. Like, when you said goodbye to Meghan before the surgery did you just opt for the traditional meaningful stare, and hold her eye contact as they wheeled you all the away down the hall and the florescent lights reflected off the brave tears in her eyes? Or did you go for something a bit more cavalier, like making reference to some sort of private joke you share followed by whatever your pet name for Meghan is: "Guess it's my turn to scoopy dis poopy, eh Footster..."? Or was there a scene where Meghan tried to climb on the gurney and cling to your muscle shirt and you had to clutch her face in your muscular hands, pull her close and say something like "This ain't no duet, Footster. It's a table for one, dammit, and I'm the only one with a reservation..."?
Also, when the arrogant surgeon's hands failed after you came to during the operation and then bravely waved off further anesthetic, did you really take over for him and complete the operation yourself, or did you simply give the nervous younger surgeon the pep talk he needed to realize the arrogant surgeon was just jealous of him all along, and that he was not only old enough to finish this operation himself, but that he owed it to his father/mother/favourite teacher/girlfriend/or possibly dog, who never stopped believing in him?
Anyway, the networks are interested. They like that we're not going to shy away from the potential sexiness of your situation. They're particularly hot for the nurses uniforms as I've described them, and for the scenes with you and Footster in the sponge bath, and in the examination room, and up against the snack machine in the common room (good product placement opportunity here -- I'm thinking Humpty Dumpty and/or Ringolos).
I've been in touch with Hulk Hogan's people about playing you, and I figure any blond with massive jugs can play Footster.
Your creative suggestions are welcome, but wholly unnecessary. I'll let you know when it's on.
Go team!
Dk"
9 comments:
sweet pic mark. so gangsta. you should definitely update the ps3 profile.
smashy vibes for you... pushy vibes for meg...
~sarah
That's awesome. Nice menacing stink-eye you managed to pull off in the pic too. Now all you need is "READ" tattoed on one set of knuckles and "WEEP" on the other?
My guess for baby's arrival is three days after last radiation, whatever date that is!
Love to all three of you!
xoxo
R
By the way, I'm a professional editor, and I meant "tattooed".
I love the new look, Mark. An intense version of Eric the Red meets Mister Clean. Or something. And does this mean you get to keep the beard?
I bet it'll be a saturday baby... December 19th. 8lbs 2oz.
love you both
Deb
Love the new look! :)
My bets on for tomorrow... could be a big day! Good luck Megs!
Love you both!
xo Claire
Lookin good Mark. Ever seen Greenstreet Hooligans? I just had to put a guess in on the baby... Dec 21st, I finish exams and I'll be devoting 100% of my thoughts to all three of you and your well-being! Lets sayyy... 3:15pm (might as well get specific). Hope the ride's going as comfortably as possible.
Love you both
Colin
Amazing, the little word verification that lets me leave a comment on the blog is "belli"! That is a sign. I say the afternoon of the 19th. And it's a long shot, but I bet the baby will have more hair on top than daddy.
Daddy - you will be da baddest CO in town.
Love Pete
Come on Meg get a move on. Our phone is ringing off the hook here with people asking for news. have you tried one of John's fry ups - they can usually move mountains. Glad to hear you are both managing to relax and the last treatment almost here
Sheila xx
sweet look; kind of reminds me of one of those characters from the game "Guess Who" ;-)
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