Wham! Bam! Kapow! Brother harnesses inner superhero to conquer cancer

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Wham! Bam! Kapow! Brother harnesses inner superhero to conquer cancer
Layla Ann Silver
Published 1:01 pm, Tuesday, November 19, 2013
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[b][url=http://www.top10replicawatches.com]high quality swiss replica watches[/url][/b] I was thrilled when Lee (no doubt feeling guilty about the Great Barbie Debacle) appointed me to be Agent 99, his cute and clever sidekick, and we spent hours every day hunting down bad guys and giving updates to The Chief via our make-pretend "shoe phones" just like we'd seen on TV.
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[b][url=http://www.top10replicawatches.com]high quality swiss replica watches[/url][/b] Once we became grownups, the toys and TV shows of our youth became the source of many fond memories and inside jokes. (We still refer to one another as "Agent 86" and "Agent 99," and occasionally blurt out "Holy #@$% Batman!" when faced with sticky situations.) However, I never pondered their significance until last January when Lee received the devastating news that the colon cancer that he had long since kicked had returned, this time taking up residence in a tough-to-reach spot on his liver.
In the long months to come, which included a tricky surgery and 12 rounds of hardcore chemo, Lee appeared to harness the powers of the heroes of our youth to take on the fight of his life.
While retaining his same sweet and cuddly inner nature (a la Apples), Lee exhibited the regimented toughness of GI Joe (throughout his treatment, he barely missed a workout), the cunning of a spy (whose mission it was to evade the villainous cancer cells), and overall Bat strength and courage required to fight on. Even during the toughest times, Lee handled his illness with grace and good humor. "I asked you not to tell me that!" he'd jokingly respond to news of any temporary medical setbacks, a signature Maxwell Smart retort.
Roughly three months have passed since Lee finished his last chemo treatment, and thankfully, his follow-up scan showed "no evidence of disease," the best possible outcome. And last weekend, Lee and his wife Lynn celebrated both his clean bill of health and the return of his long dormant-appetite with a trip to New Orleans, where (instead of bland hospital food) my brother feasted on spicy Jambalaya and sweet sugar-dusted beignets, and his cocktails were served in oversized glasses (instead of through an IV drip).
Like all of us, Lee will likely face additional challenges in the years to come. But there is no doubt in my mind that he will continue to conquer any adversity that comes his way. For along with his innate positivity and superhero resilience, he can always count on me, Agent 99, to be standing by, ready and willing to help save the day.
Layla Ann Silver (aka "Agent 99") is a freelance writer and the proud sister of Lee (aka "Agent 86"). She can be reached via Smartphone, Shoe phone, Bat phone, or at: [email protected].
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