<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:11:45.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tashi Nicole King</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268.post-8497045460226005620</id><published>2010-04-20T18:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:00:21.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing Cancer by Tashi Nicole King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S85NKZWG98I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vdJpsnmY8O0/s1600/tashi+and+fam.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S85NKZWG98I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vdJpsnmY8O0/s400/tashi+and+fam.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Stage IV breast cancer was certainly not part of my grand plan. In having this advanced cancer, the learning is on! I am in a true fight for my life. I have a lot to give and so much that I want to do. I want my life and I know that I have the ability to heal. I have to learn how to re-establish health and balance in my body. At this point, despite the prognosis, there are so many possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The past months have been indescribable. In fact, I have struggled to write and stumbled in finding words. There have been crazy highs and crushing lows. Following my dream wedding, my diagnosis felt like the earth gave way beneath my feet. It was such a shock. For the first time, in such a long time, I had felt confident and clear about my future, ready to work hard, start a family and build the life that I had always dreamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everything happened so quickly! I struggled to finish a final semester of graduate school while being dragged through a crash course in cancer. Not only did I have a mastectomy, removing my right breast, and lymph node dissection, I also had a purple port placed into my chest. I call this my Barbie port, wondering why it has to be purple, when it lies unseen beneath my skin. This allows the delivery of chemotherapy drugs to go directly into my heart. All this, before I learned that the cancer had metastasized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After two months of chemotherapy treatment, I was overwhelmed and overjoyed to learn that I was in remission. There are no visible signs of cancer in my body! The tumor that was in my liver is gone and there is no sign of metabolic activity. This is the best possible news and it gives me strength to know that the treatment is working. My doctor nailed the right drug combination for my body. I feel so blessed to live in a time and place where so much progress is being made in beating this disease. The new drugs are getting better and better, thanks to so much concern and support. These drugs are, however intense and do their own damage. Now, I must turn my attention to completing treatment, rebuilding my body and keeping the cancer from taking hold again. I will stick to the original treatment plan: more chemotherapy, radiation and possibly more surgery. Despite thinking that I live a health conscious life, I must now go further, learning to live, eat, breathe, bathe, think and move in a different way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In facing cancer many things have become clear. I love this life! I am keenly aware that if I want my life, I am going to have to fight for it. I am going to have to figure out what it is that facilitates greater balance and choice in my body. I am going to have to create a less toxic environment in the products and activities I choose. It is so easy to take good health for granted. When disease descends, everything changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My daughter Xola Rose was born on May 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, 2003. Soon after her birth, we learned that she was not expected to live long, a week or a month. On June 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;,we celebrated her one-month birthday. And in July, we celebrated her two month birthday and on and on for a year! Then we kept celebrating, having beaten the odds. We celebrated in the morning and with the full moon, with chocolate or with a cold breeze, with eggies from the chickens or tamago on rice, with sparkles or finger paint, at the ocean or at the aquarium and more and more until slowly moment-by-moment we were celebrating. Xola loved water, snow, fabrics and texture. My wardrobe is still made up of velvets and sequins. In fact, these days two years after her death and with this new cancer adventure my wardrobe gets more radical, flamboyant, more “Xolie” by the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Xola taught me much about how to live and what is important. She had seizures and often struggled to breathe. I was aware of the possibility of her death everyday and eventually living with this awareness transformed into an everyday sort of celebration. For Xola, ice cream for breakfast was totally reasonable. In listening to her breath, I learned to appreciate and to notice the present moment. I think of her continually as I take on these new challenges. She was very brave. She knew the hospital routine too well. Children who face chronic or terminal illness often have an incredible wisdom and a way in the world that rewrites the script. Xola was one of these kids and mothering such a child I always felt would be good training for something big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I was first diagnosed, I felt confident that my experience with my daughter would make navigating illness and the health care system easier. This has not proved to be the case. I am better equipped to face my own mortality, to live with joy and to carve my own way. However, tackling the health care system and managing all of the disparate components of treatment is proving no easier now than it was in fighting for my daughter’s life. I see once again that there are many tools at my disposal but it is up to me to learn how and when to use them. I see once again that it is my job to restore health and balance within my own body. I see that no pill, no particular treatment can do that for me. I have been trying to think of my chemotherapy as a gift, appreciating the collaboration of so much experience and experimentation within this incredibly extensive network of participation in healing. I have to remind myself of this often, as chemotherapy is by far the hardest thing that I have ever done. The literature about stage IV breast cancer is depressing. I know the statistics and I have stopped reading them. Xola taught me not to believe prognoses. There is more to life and healing than is well understood. I feel that I have been hired by the universe to explore these things further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel inspired, honored and amazed to witness this incredible outpouring of love and generosity. I hope that sharing my story will in some way help others. I am curious about the biology of relationship in healing. My graduate thesis is proving fertile ground for the seeds of this curiosity. I believe that all this love and prayer has played a significant role in supporting my remission.&amp;nbsp; I feel humbled by the need to ask for help and overjoyed to witness the brilliance and power of our extensive community. It has been an amazing direct expression of love and healing to have healthy meals made for Bryan and I. My sincere gratitude goes out to each of you who have held me in prayer, light and health in the past months. I hope that you will take this remission as a personal victory in helping me to get better. I send the biggest THANK YOU from the depths of my heart and soul. And the work continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe that there are solutions to the crisis in our healthcare system and if we must find them through baby steps then at least it is a start. It has been frightening to come to the awareness that in our country the right to LIFE, liberty and the pursuit of happiness is limited by health insurance mandates and one’s ability to find a way to pay for medical treatment. In six months I have amassed a pile of medical bills totaling almost $220,000. I am struggling to fight my insurance company, which has denied payment and I am still waiting and praying on Medicaid. Somehow, it will work out. Either way, there are considerable restraints on my future choices based on maintaining medical coverage. I have managed with lots of help, to get out from under much of the debt I had from my daughter’s care and this alone is a tremendous weight lifted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These are amazing times. Unbelievable adventures continue to unfold. We never know what the next moment holds. I have faith that in the coming years we will surprise ourselves with what is possible. The devastating and widespread impact of this disease on our communities demands a solution. I feel so lucky in this life and I want to contribute as I have been so blessed. Having this cancer is in many ways a gift. It is hard and I cry sometimes but then I see things sort of sparkle. It directs me to conserve my energy towards peace and joy. It reminds me of the words of my favorite chemistry professor, Dr. Pollack from Quinnipiac University. He used to always tell his lab students to “leave it better than you found it.”&amp;nbsp; I want to be here to work hard to leave this place better than I found it. Having this advanced-stage cancer brings forth the celebration of life as precious.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As it stands, I feel like I am about ninety-eight years old with a head cold. I have made it through five 28-day cycles of chemotherapy and with each day I feel that I have more to give, not in physical strength but I am learning. I dream of Bryan and I having a child, building a house in these beautiful foothills and of working to contribute to the understanding of health and healing. I pray that one day I will be an ancient elder with much wisdom to bestow, skin like raison in the sun, with a long flowing white afro surrounded by children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7957516818624164268-8497045460226005620?l=tashiking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/8497045460226005620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7957516818624164268&amp;postID=8497045460226005620&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/8497045460226005620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/8497045460226005620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/2010/04/facing-cancer-by-tashi-nicole-king.html' title='Facing Cancer by Tashi Nicole King'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S85NKZWG98I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vdJpsnmY8O0/s72-c/tashi+and+fam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268.post-964525282077342000</id><published>2010-04-14T10:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:53:37.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Tashi!!!!  You made it through Chemo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S85MbBIzXMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wcFVIU34H_A/s1600/DSCF1605.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S85MbBIzXMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wcFVIU34H_A/s320/DSCF1605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7957516818624164268-964525282077342000?l=tashiking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/964525282077342000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7957516818624164268&amp;postID=964525282077342000&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/964525282077342000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/964525282077342000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/2010/04/congratulations-tashi-you-made-it.html' title='Congratulations Tashi!!!!  You made it through Chemo!'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S85MbBIzXMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wcFVIU34H_A/s72-c/DSCF1605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268.post-5399998780295590499</id><published>2010-04-14T08:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:15:24.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meals Fit for a King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8T0VTBECWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4Kxz5lgGSAc/s1600/easter+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8T0VTBECWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4Kxz5lgGSAc/s320/easter+table.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your interest in providing a meal to Tashi and Bryan. Here are some general guidelines:  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;UPDATED 4.14.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Tashi is trying to eat dark green leafy veggies, whole grains, and no meat. She has been instructed to cut carbs from her diet. Sugar is supposed to be kept to a minimum so there is no need to provide desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Please provide dishes that you do not need returned (foil pie plates, tuperware, etc.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DROP-OFF LOCATION:Meals should be dropped off before 5 pm at Jen Bush's House located at 909 Evergreen Ave. in North Boulder. Evergreen is about 2 blocks North of North Boulder Park off of 9th Street.  There will be a cooler on the front porch that you can leave the food in (or near if it's cold out).  &lt;i&gt;Questions about meals can be directed to Laine Johnson at lainebopp@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7957516818624164268-5399998780295590499?l=tashiking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/5399998780295590499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7957516818624164268&amp;postID=5399998780295590499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/5399998780295590499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/5399998780295590499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/2010/04/meals-fit-for-king.html' title='Meals Fit for a King'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8T0VTBECWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4Kxz5lgGSAc/s72-c/easter+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268.post-5874847674594970124</id><published>2010-01-30T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:35:48.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tashi King's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/SxqirTQ9SjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9T37ZAbk3Rk/s1600-h/Beauty.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411816767028546098" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/SxqirTQ9SjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9T37ZAbk3Rk/s320/Beauty.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know by now, Tashi Nicole King has been diagnosed with Stage IV Breast Cancer. You may remember Tashi from Boulder High School (Class of 1993) or her brother Amani (Class of 1987). Tashi married after college and moved to Nicaragua where her daughter, Xola Rose (pronounced Zola) was born in May of 2003. Xola was born with a genetic disorder called Trisomy 13. Eighty percent of babies born with this disorder die within their first month. However, thanks to Tashi’s unrelenting spirit and her determination to do everything possible to care for her, Xola lived happily until she was almost 5 years old. On Feb. 27, 2008 Tashi held Xola for the last time; roughly a year and a half before being diagnosed with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 15, 2009 Tashi married Bryan Patrick Madden. Bryan has been a tremendous support to Tashi since losing her daughter and they were looking forward to starting a family of their own. They were saving to start building a house on their mountain property outside of Boulder. However, these plans have all been put on hold due to the cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tashi had a single mastectomy to remove the tumor in her breast, lymph node dissection and a port placed, during which time her lung collapsed and she had emergency surgery. The cancer has spread to her liver and was found in several additional lymph nodes. Currrently, Tashi is undergoing an intensive course of chemotherapy, which will be followed by radiation and likely more surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Tashi continues to make payments on her deceased daughter’s medical bills. In addition, Tashi’s own medical bills are beginning to pile up and this is only the beginning. Unfortunately her student health insurance policy is limited and has almost reached it’s maximum payout. &lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This means that Tashi will effectively be without insurance coverage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one week after having the mastectomy, Tashi went back to work because of her financial situation. My hope is that through people’s generous donations we can raise enough money for Tashi to focus on getting well rather than worrying about mounting medical bills. She continues to attend Naropa University where she is finishing a Master’s degree in Somatic Counseling Psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are able, please make a donation to the Tashi King Fund. Even if you can only afford $10 in these difficult economic times, please contribute. Any amount, whether its $10 or $100 will help. Forward this email to anyone who may know Tashi or Amani, those who have been touched by breast cancer, fellow women, mothers, and/or anyone else who might care. Thank you so much for your support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note: The Tashi King Fund is an account established solely for the purpose of paying Tashi and Xola's medical bills and current health needs. Donations are directly deposited into this account via Laine's PayPal account. These donations are &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; tax-deductible. However, we are in the process of applying for 501 (c) (3) status which will make donations tax-deductible. This can take months to get, and Tashi's needs are pressing, so in the meantime we created the Tashi account. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7957516818624164268-5874847674594970124?l=tashiking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/5874847674594970124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7957516818624164268&amp;postID=5874847674594970124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/5874847674594970124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/5874847674594970124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/2009/12/tashi-kings-story.html' title='Tashi King&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/SxqirTQ9SjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9T37ZAbk3Rk/s72-c/Beauty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268.post-226619838500463528</id><published>2009-11-20T15:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T16:59:26.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole Foods Market Gift Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/Sxri1uukY4I/AAAAAAAAACI/fc9uw8syoQs/s1600-h/whole+foods+gift+card+image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/Sxri1uukY4I/AAAAAAAAACI/fc9uw8syoQs/s320/whole+foods+gift+card+image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;If you do not live in Boulder, or do not cook, but would still like to help with food in some way, please consider purchasing a gift card to Whole Foods Market. &lt;a href="http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/giftcards/index.php" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Click on this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to be directed to their gift cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Bryan makes Tashi a green smoothie with cancer fighting produce every morning. As we all know, organic produce isn't cheap. Your help towards groceries will be greatly appreciated. You can send gift cards directly to Tashi and Bryan at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;391 Millionaire Dr. East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boulder, CO  80302&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, we see the irony in the address :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7957516818624164268-226619838500463528?l=tashiking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/226619838500463528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7957516818624164268&amp;postID=226619838500463528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/226619838500463528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/226619838500463528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/2009/12/whole-foods-market-gift-cards.html' title='Whole Foods Market Gift Cards'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/Sxri1uukY4I/AAAAAAAAACI/fc9uw8syoQs/s72-c/whole+foods+gift+card+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268.post-4576914701323260143</id><published>2009-11-20T12:38:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:31:47.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note from Laine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/SwbzWH6zsWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7TBTLW8TGew/s1600/laine+and+tashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/SwbzWH6zsWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7TBTLW8TGew/s200/laine+and+tashi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406275964113236322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank-you very much for visiting Tashi's Blog.  Tashi would love to hear from you and get any words of encouragement, love, and support.  My hope is that this blog will be somewhat of a big warm hug for Tashi.  In addition, she can keep friends, family, and supporters up to date on her health and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;If you live in Boulder and would like to provide a meal or two to Tashi and Bryan please email Laine directly at lainebopp@gmail.com with your proposed date(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Changes to the meal schedule will be reflected on the calendar shown below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post information on what they would like to eat as I'm sure Tashi's tastes will change as a result of her chemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to email me (lainebopp@gmail.com) with any questions, concerns, or ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7957516818624164268-4576914701323260143?l=tashiking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/4576914701323260143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7957516818624164268&amp;postID=4576914701323260143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/4576914701323260143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/4576914701323260143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/2009/11/note-from-laine.html' title='A Note from Laine'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/SwbzWH6zsWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7TBTLW8TGew/s72-c/laine+and+tashi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7957516818624164268.post-3996628924098177377</id><published>2009-11-18T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:34:33.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Map to Meal Drop-Off Location</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mapquest.com/maps?city=Boulder&amp;amp;state=CO&amp;amp;address=909+Evergreen+Ave&amp;amp;zipcode=80304-2533&amp;amp;country=US&amp;amp;latitude=40.031071&amp;amp;longitude=-105.285476&amp;amp;geocode=ADDRESS"&gt;Map of 909 Evergreen Ave Boulder, Colorado by MapQuest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7957516818624164268-3996628924098177377?l=tashiking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/feeds/3996628924098177377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7957516818624164268&amp;postID=3996628924098177377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/3996628924098177377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7957516818624164268/posts/default/3996628924098177377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashiking.blogspot.com/2009/12/map-to-meal-drop-off-location.html' title='Map to Meal Drop-Off Location'/><author><name>Laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12294967518172453762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNv4Zkj5SqI/S8XuAawOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9Oot1jMs-jU/S220/laine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
