Mesothelioma

Join us on National Mesothelioma Awareness Day at beautiful Burke Lake Park. We are holding this event in honor of John Pavlick, who passed away from Mesothelioma in November 2008. Mesothelioma is a deadly cancer most often caused by asbestos exposure. Our hope is to raise awareness of this disease as well as funds for the Mesothelioma Applied Research Foundation to continue their research.

Join us on National Mesothelioma Awareness Day at beautiful Burke Lake Park. We are holding this event in honor of John Pavlick, who passed away from Mesothelioma in November 2008. Mesothelioma is a deadly cancer most often caused by asbestos exposure. Our hope is to raise awareness of this disease as well as funds for the Mesothelioma Applied Research Foundation to continue their research. VenueBurke Lake Park7315 Ox RoadFairfax StationVAUnited States22039Submitted by Running Networkhttp://www.runningnetwork.com/RN_calendar/events/

December 31, 2010 First PlaceSteven Coughlin, Athens, “For the El Camino”How my father polished her each Sunday morning-- an Old Milwaukee in one hand, a yellow sponge in the other. How he sang along with Sam Cooke crooning from the tape deck. For Christina Psaros’ pink and white miniskirt. For the way her bare legs looked sweeter than any Larry Bird jump shot. For that Saturday night in September when my father dangled the El Camino’s keys before me demanding I repeat his instructions. How the resentment for my father who bestowed on that brown behemoth the affection he denied my mother disappeared. For each Circuit City stockholder whose investments resulted in the construction of unlit parking lots. For the El Camino’s six-foot bed where my inexperienced fingers tore off Christina’s black bra buckle. How we delighted in the El Camino’s absorbent springs. How Christina called my name as if every letter had significance. For Sam Cooke filling the awkward silence of our ride home. How Christina didn’t kiss me goodnight that night or any night after. For my father, the next morning, discovering Christina’s torn bra buckle. How I watched from the kitchen window as he ceased his duet with Sam Cooke and considered the small black clasp. For my father, who we barely took notice of when home, tossing the evidence to the wind and sidewalk. For my father dipping his yellow sponge in a cracked bucket, rivulets of grime dripping down its sides. For my father, nursing his last Old Milwaukee, working into that Sunday afternoon, re-cleaning each inch of the El Camino. Second PlaceKaren Schubert, Youngstown, “Brink”In some New Orleans neighborhoods they had four minutes to get to the roof where they should have stowed an axe, they really should have left. The city is 290 years old, new houses are up on stilts. My mom and I ride the Katrina Tour bus. Our driver lived in a FEMA trailer for two years and is monitored for mesothelioma. This is my first time here. My mom was here fifty years ago on her honeymoon – she was nineteen and her husband thirty-one. After a number of Singapore slings, she could not lift the fork to her mouth. I don’t know what he was thinking, my father, when he plucked this country girl from college. She was learning chemistry, not how to jump onto a floating house with children in her arms. In the bungalow where the bus pauses, a couple drowned in the attic. The debris is gone. I am living in Texas, the farthest I have lived from her. I sip my first mint julep at a bistro on Canal Street. She does not want me to live in Texas. There are trolley car sculptures all over New Orleans. When we spot our first, we think it is a coffin. One man, holding two children, leaped onto a house. He set them down and vaulted back to get his mother. She had a heart attack and died. He picked up the last child, jumped, she slipped his arms. They never found her. In the cemetery, the early dead were stowed to rot above ground, their bones swept out for the next family member. My daughter lives in the Midwest. In the Times-Picayune, I read about the plan to rebuild that doesn’t mention rising water from climate change. My mother left my father when I was twelve. She took me. I left my daughter with her father because he asked me to. On roofs, survivors beat back snakes and alligators while waiting for helicopters to drop them onto a piece of bridge under water on both ends. There are blue tarps all over New Orleans, bikers, birds, jazz, wrought iron, a riot of flowers, X’s on buildings with the number of dead. A bikini in heels beckons us from a bar on Bourbon Street. My daughter calls. I hope to bring her here someday. My mom and I chat up the oyster shucker. He’s the best in the city. He shows us his awards, and the tiny stones he calls pearls. Third PlaceRebecca Morgan Frank, Cincinnati, “City Morning”The monkey house wakes up the neighborhood with a call and response not unlike the whoops of homecoming night: hollow, incessant, hard to decipher the edge between joy and lament. The other team has scored a point. The zookeeper is out of bananas. They have no species in the early morning hours from blocks away. How could I have confused an orangutan and a lemur? A gorilla and a macague? We walk closer and they have names their parents never chose. Their extended families have fallen out of touch. The children are placing their hands on the glass. The monkey’s breath fogs it up in return. They’re silent when we circle them. They chew and stare. Later, they, too, will hear the neighborhood – dusk’scalls for children,nightfall’s moans and fights. We’re each other’s misplaced habitats. Calling out into the city’s rising and falling light, hoping someone will hear. Each thinking we’ve made them just like us. Honorable MentionsKeith Woodruff, Akron, “Merchant Marine”THE WORLD’S too much water, crushes you into longing for those deer that pour from the woods at dusk. Tomato plants to water. Cats in windows watching, still as clocks, as you mow. Dark birds clinging to a bulging suet net that swings. The geography of your own backyard. Twenty years on the ocean and nothing had ever so clearly shown that great expanse as when they radioed to say your father was dying as you docked in Germany. Was it like the sparrows? The docked ships gave scraps and shelter but they’d stay too long, you said. Hundreds of miles from shore, they’d fly out for land just to return after days of searching and fall dead, exhausted, onto the ship. Or like a son, tapping “wait, wait,” in Morse code? Words without any song to carry them home. Roger Craik, Ashtabula, “View of Delft”Here, close to where four centuries ago Johannes Vermeer stood, looked the other way, beheld his city spreading to his eye, upon this iron bridge I shiver, watch Delft grow dour, unpicturesque, its river edged with tiny drab concerns: Gerritschippen, Popinflas, Loew and Stein. Further on, a smudge of ill-lit shops. In the distance, cranes. There the harbor begins. This is a prospect of the edge of things. No guidebook, signpost, names the nondescript, directs one’s steps to places such as this unless by chance. But in this spot, as daylight weakens and as shapes congeal, the eye unjostled and the mind unforced by beauty’s spiring self-insistences are stilled. Nothing moves. Only the blue darkening. One man standing in subdued exhilaration. To him alone, he feels, words might confide themselves, words not smoothed by numberless hands, but words made new, made real by circumstance as fresh as paint, whose only use is coloring. Near silence. Solitude. The gradual ebb and leakage into truth. Bill Ebert, Hudson, “First Car”Someone left a black rhino, shiny as the day it rolled into life, in one of those spaces near the front door of the Acme. Two stooped stick figures look both ways, then edge into the street fronting the parking lot. One in a seersucker suit, pressed white shirt, tie, and straw, snap-brimmed hat patiently guides the other by the elbow. And she, in a cotton shirtwaist dress, pastel peonies printed all over its full skirt, gathered by a pink Dinah Shore belt, holds gravity at bay with a noisy aluminum cane. Hand on the beast, he swings wide the stout door of a 1948 Buick Roadmaster. Knees chastely pressed together, she dips, slides onto the Silver Meteor-sized seat and pulls a pair of size-five penny loafers into the cool depths beneath the dash. Cane tucked by her seat, he leans in and whispers. Muted laughter and wisps of Evening in Paris travel down the afternoon breeze. Door closed, watery, cornflower blue eyes follow him around to the driver’s side of their first car, her face beaming over-the-moon. Shelley Chernin, Gates Mills, “Above It All”Imagine you’re a girl on ten mile stilts............ Nicky Mehta I take great strides carefully; it’s easy to trip over the Rockies or knock Boeings to the ground. Nearly stratospheric, I fill my backpack with sunblock. Never visit the ozone layer without it. I also carry a red Duncan yo-yo with an extra-long string and astronomical binoculars. Sometimes it’s hard to find loved ones without magnification, even on a clear day. Once a man in Callicoon tried to look up my skirt, but I was too high for his aperture. Long distance romance is for the birds. I watch them pecking in their family nests, built on tree tips far below me. I see specks on specks.

The Pulmonary Pathology Society was established in 1995 to encourage education and research in the field of pulmonary pathology and to provide a forum for those interested in pulmonary pathology to exchange ideas and form collaborations. The PPS Biennial Meeting is especially targeted to clinical practitioners (including community pathologists and academic pulmonary pathologists, radiologists, clinicians who emphasize lung disease among their patient population), research scientists, medical education professionals, pathology residents and postdoctoral fellows with an interest in gaining a basic and/or advanced understanding of diagnostic, prognostic, and therapeutic approaches in the areas of pulmonary diseases, including lung cancers, pulmonary vasculitis, interstitial pneumonias, respiratory bronchiolitis, fibrotic disorders of the lung, pediatric lung disease, and mesothelioma.

http://s266.photobucket.com/albums/ii279/Kamoniac/?action=view¤t=0728101103-00.jpg ^That's my ceiling in my room (and around our house). It's been like that since I can remember. I'm 14 years old and I'm not sure how old this house is but definitely older than me and my brother (he's 16). I never really paid attention to those commercials about mesothelioma.. Now I'm freaked out.. Is that asbestos? I've lived hear most my life with my dad and brother..

Answer: What you have there is a typical "popcorn" ceiling. This hideous thing reached its peak of popularity in the 1960's. It may or may not contain asbestos; the only way to know for sure is to have it tested. Keep in mind that in the past, lots of building materials contained asbestos. In my grandma's 1932 book of "household helps", there's a helpful suggestion for making mats for hot cooking pots out of asbestos. There is no doubt that you've been around asbestos lots of times without being aware of it, whether in your own home or someone else's or at school or in some other building. The thing about asbestos, though, is that it is only dangerous when it's disturbed, for example by cutting into it or tearing it out. That's when those wicked little particles become airborne and can get into your lungs. Just being around intact asbestos is harmless. Even if that popcorn texture on your ceiling contains asbestos, it can't hurt you, especially considering it probably has a layer or two of paint over it to further contain the stuff. I used to do a lot of work on old houses, so I have personally (and happily!) scraped that ugly popcorn off many ceilings, including the ones in my own home. Possibly or even probably I stirred up some asbestos. That was a long time ago, but my lungs are still fine. Maybe I'll suffer from mesothelioma in the future; who knows? I'm not worried about it. My odds of getting killed in a car accident today are higher. I'm also an ICU nurse and in all my years of doing that, I've only had maybe one or two patients with mesothelioma. The commercials lead you to believe people are dropping like flies from this disease, but it isn't true. Sure, it's a horrible disease and I wouldn't recommend you knowingly get yourself into a cloud of asbestos fibers like I did, but I'm willing to bet you're perfectly safe from having that ceiling in your home. It's ugly, but it won't kill you.

is it? how fatal is it? Thankfully, no one in my immediate family is suffering from this disease, just wanted to get some info on those who ya may have none who had this type of illness for some research maybe i should have stated that. But u can keep me in your prayers cause we all truly need prayer to overbear things!

Answer: Yes it is cancer and there is no cure. EDIT: There are not different forms of this cancer it is cancer of the mesothelium and it is the same regardless of where it occurs. It takes about 25 years to manifest, but it is not that difficult to diagnose. SECOND EDIT: Because it takes 25 years to manifest it is difficult to research. As one oncologist told me, “rats do not live 25 years”.

My friend's nephew is suffering from rare disease mesothelioma perriteoneal. ENDOSTAR is being used to treat this medicin and it's availble only in CHINA. Please let me know how to get tratment in CHINA for this and what are the way to get this medicin in INDIA. P.S: Kindly forward this message to as many people you can so that we can get the information ASAP.

Answer: Endostar has been approved by the SFDA (State Food and Drug Administration) for the treatment of cancer. Since September 2005, the Chinese government has allowed the use of Endostar for the treatment of non-small-cell lung carcinoma. Further experiments have been carried out on many other types of cancer including lung, breast, pancreas and colorectal cancer. Endostar's parent company has engaged in talks with U.S. pharmaceutical firms, although Endostar is still not licensed for use in the U.S. You can contact Cancer Center China at No. A28 Xinxi Rd, Shangdi, Haidian District Beijing 100091 P.R.China E-mail: enquiries@cancertherapychina.com Telephone: +86 10 51520454 (8:30 - 17:30 GMT+8:00) Fax: +86 10 51520474 Sorry to say that it currently isn't available anywhere else. You may want to consider Chemotherapy with Radiation along withe surgery. This would be your best bet. If you would like some additional information, please have a look at http://www.livingwithmesothelioma.org/mesothelioma/what-is-mesothelioma/ That site spells out the current available options for dealing with Mesothelioma.

Kindly tell me about this mesothelioma and the causes

Answer: At least 90% of mesotheliomas can be linked to exposure to asbestos, although usually the exposure will have taken place many years before the cancer becomes apparent. It is known that even very low levels of exposure to asbestos can lead to the development of mesothelioma

Google has disabled my account due to a visitor clicking on a high paying AD several times. I am feeling the sting right now and don't know what other advertising sites to use? I have appealed but have ben informed that 99% don't get their account reinstated. One site is general - a question and answer site and includes all categories, and the other is a specific niche all about mesothelioma cancer. Just looked into ADBrite advertising and opened up an account but have since been informed that this is very low paid. Please can you suggest the best thing next to google adsense - or may be there is a better advertising system than google? Highly appreciate your help on this, Thank you Ann.

Answer: You can use AdBrite (http://www.adbrite.com/) which is more or like AdSense with some extra advantages.

Answer: Google it up...

a colleague of mine said that his father is having some symptoms like chest pain and he is afraid if it is not a mesothelima symptoms though his father as not gone to hospital to verify. pls what are the symptoms of mesothelioma because I know that this is a dangerous disease.

Answer: Sign and symptoms are shortness of breath, significant chest pain,and weight loss. one of the deadly aspect of this disease is that it will spread producing tumors in other part of the body, although in some cases the tumors are limited to the chest. Accumulation of fluid between the two layers of the pleural membrane (pleural effusion) often contributes to shortness of breath and chest pain

My friend father was diagnose of mesothelioma he need to sue the company where his father worked for many years. pls what can he do and how do he go about it.

Answer: There are many places you can get good mesothelioma lawyers online and offline . Your mesothelioma attorney should be willing to work with you to secure the paperwork you need, the trial date you require and ensure you receive the financial compensation you are due. Look for a mesothelioma lawyer who is able to ensure that you are properly guided through the process and has already successfully tried other mesothelioma cases prior to yours. Together, you will be able to create a strong case to get your day in court.

I need some mesothelioma facts. My brother has past exposure to asbestos from mining and it seems like he has mesothelioma. I need to know what his prospects are and what we can do about legal action

Answer: Hello Peter Sorry to hear about your brother's health problem.. Mesothelioma is a slow developing and fatal disease. It is a lung cancer that will spread to other parts of the body. It can affect the lungs, the abdomen and heart. Asbestos exposure is the most common cause of mesothelioma. Asbestos used to be found in building supplies. It's use was all but stopped from the mid 1970′s, but because it is slow to develop, the cases of mesothelioma were started decades before then. There have been many successful cases against asbestos mining companies and building material manufacturers. Idon't know if your brother would be able to join a class action, which presents a stronger case? There's a good source of legal advice at this blog: http://www.mesotheliomalegaladvice.org/ Hope this helps.

My dad remarried again when my birth mother died in 2000, My stepmother was not fair to me and my siblings, she treated her kids better, our father was always on the road, he was a truck driver. My stepmother has always been a thief, she once got caught stealing a pair of pants and turtle candy from wal mart and they press charges, she went to jail for 3 months....My father died in 2005 from mesothelioma and I moved out right away, because I was sick and tired of my stepmother, but we recently found out that she is still getting my father's SSI checks and cashing them, he been dead for 5 years now....I'm wondering how can I find out if this is true, so I can put her in jail. We also was told that their will be an compensation, because my father passed away from an asbestos-related disease, I'm almost 100% positive that the money might go to our stepmother and her kids....Do anyone know how that works?? I'm just in a tough situation and I want her put in jail, because 3 months was not long enough!!! Any advice will be appreciated!! Thanks :-)

Answer: You need to contact the social security administration immediately. You will need your father's ss number. Ask them about survivors benefits...meaning you and your siblings if any are underage. Her children cannot collect off your dad. If she is collecting, it is fraud. BIG fraud. And they will (the SS) pick up on any benefits going out at this time. As for the compensation, your best bet is to consult with an attorney. Most of the so called compensation is small and from class action lawsuits. If in fact there is such compensation, you would be well advised to get your name in before your former stepmother does. And depending on how long they were married, she may not be eligible. If any of your dad's children have disabilities they may be able to collect SS from his benefits. Depending on age and circumstances. Very best of luck to you sweetie........:)