Mom’s cancer fight continued this week with the last of her rounds of radiation. They ended on Thursday, mom rang the bell, and we walked out of the Mayo Clinic to take her back home. She’s been suffering from some side effects, whether of the cancer or the treatments. Muscle pain and difficulty standing up this week. Ironically, that’s another possible side effect of Keytruda, which she took last week. The question is if the side effects are coming from that or the cancer. Or the radiation. Or the other drugs. But she did walk in and out of the house every day this week. She is better today than yesterday, and better yesterday than the day before. She is taking her pills on her own once more. That alone is an improvement. It’s the little steps that really matter in stuff like this.
Kathleen Reynolds grew up in a world where people still questioned whether or not there was alien life out there. She grew up in a world where she was dying of a condition no medicine could cure. Then the Peloran made Contact and changed everything. They brought new medicines with them, and Katy jumped at the chance to see if they would work. She was one of the first to volunteer for the full round of Peloran Treatments, and she got the very best results from them. Not only did they cure the condition that was going to kill her soon, but they also cured ALL of conditions that would ever have killed her in time. She stopped aging. Her body froze in that middle stage between girl and woman, where the roundness of youth mixes with the curves of age. She was going to remain twenty, or maybe eighteen, for the rest of her life. Oh, did she ever take advantage of that.
Kathleen Reynolds was a blonde bombshell of a cheerleader from an Iowa farm town when she was young. She had flower and butterfly tattoos all over her body, and the round curves of a girl just beginning to mature into a woman. She was still in high school, you see. Maybe first year of college. Her stories from back then are a little fluid on time frames, probably to protect the guilty. She was living life to the fullest, and proving to everyone that blondes really did have more fun. She traveled all over Earth and beyond, from Mercury to Pluto. She was on a mission to see and do everything she could. She loves to tell the stories of her wild youth to everyone. But she told me the why. She had a condition that Earth’s most advanced medicines had no cure for. She was literally living like she was dying, because she knew tomorrow would never come and she wanted to leave no regrets behind when the time came.
One thing to remember about Drew Keawe is that she is no princess in need of rescue by a do-gooder hero. I may be absolutely willing to fill the role whenever needed, you understand, but she is fully capable of taking care of herself. Whenever Drew travels on Star Kingdom business, she goes fully armed, and when people with ill intentions towards her act on them, she is always ready and willing to defend herself. That said, her Jasmine is a wrecking ball, and any Cowboy in the area will pretty much teleport into action to support her as well. It’s what we do-gooders do. And in the end, Drew is one of us. She is family, and so whether or not she needs our help, we will always be there to give it. And the fact that she always smiles and proceeds to challenge everyone around her to fight up to her level makes it all the more fun.
If you want to know more, check Drew out at http://jackofharts.substack.com
History always repeats itself. Drew Keawe knows this with all the deep-seated understanding the heir of any Star Kingdom should have. Her own people were displaced by history for the better part of a century, so it has a personal meaning to her. And now that her people are back in charge of their own destinies, Drew intends to see it help her people the next time it comes around. That is why she has built so many alliances for her people in the decades after War’s End. I am one of them. We share a special friend, you see. Jasmine. She is the very best friend in all the worlds. She keeps us close, no matter how far away we travel. So there is always a Jack hanging around when Drew makes a public appearance. She is way too important to risk without the very best people in all the worlds at her side. I happen to think I’m one of them, and I will deal with anyone who hurts her. Not a threat. A promise.


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