I'm not a pet person. The closest thing I had to a pet when I was a kid was hermit crabs. I didn't really like them that much because they were...well, crabs. Several of my siblings and my dad were allergic to pet dander, so more standard pets weren't really an option. Perhaps as a consequence of this (or perhaps it is just part of who I am) I don't really love animals. Don't get me wrong. I like animals. I enjoy the zoo, petting animals, going on hikes with my brother-in-laws dogs, etc. I like animals, I just don't love them.

Something that I care a lot about is cancer. I was introduced to cancer at a young age. When I was 10 one of my friends mom was diagnosed with cancer. After a long battle, she ultimately passed away. Since I was just a kid, I'm kindof fuzzy on the details of her illness, but I clearly remember how the experience made me feel.
You see, Helen Grubbs wasn't just one of my friends moms. Helen was so much more to me. She and my mom were the best of friends and our families were so close, sometimes it felt like we were just one big family. Helen and my mom were responsible for introducing me to music, something that has become a big part of my soul. Helen founded Young Naperville Singers, a children's choir that many of my siblings and I sang in. I remember going to her house to "audition" for the choir. I stood at her side as she sat at the piano and I sang "Yankee Doodle". Sharing in Helen's love of music was an experience that would be repeated many times over the next few years.

I remember Helen's cancer affecting me profoundly. On one particular occasion after we found out about the cancer, I was again standing next to the piano at Helen's house singing. I realized as I was there singing that there was a very real possibility that we might not have the opportunity to sing together much longer. I began to cry as I grappled for the first time in my young life with the reality of illness and death.
Ten years later, someone else who I was very close to was diagnosed with cancer. I have always been very close to my grandmother. When I went "away" to college, I moved away from my parents and close to my grandma. She always looked out for me and took good care of me. She would often call and have me come up for the weekend to do laundry and she always fed me well. At night we sit together, play dominos or skipbo, and visit. My grandma passed away while I was at college. I was grateful to be able to spend time with her in her last months. This also meant that I was around for her treatment and to observe the devestating effects of this disease.
Well, If you are still with me on this stream-of-conciousness post, perhaps things will start to become a little more clear. Due in part to the experiences I described above I study cancer. There are many good treatments for cancer and many areas where improved treatments are needed. A little known fact to many is that it takes roughly 15 years from the time that a drug is discovered to become FDA approved and reach the market. Additionally, only about 2-5% of drugs that are discovered ever ultimately make it to the market and the cost of development for each of those drugs that do make it to the market is over one billion dollars. This means that drugs are expensive, particularly cancer drugs. I am working on the development of a new cancer drug called PAC-1. This is drug has shown promise in treating cancers with certain characteristics. We are still years away from this drug ever entering clinical trials in humans, but the prospect of a new treatment is exciting and drives me in my research. Our lab often gets calls from cancer patients who have heard about this drug and want more information. They want to know when the drug will be available for them. They want hope. It is discouraging that we cannot currently provide that hope to them, but we have hope that someday this drug will be used to treat human cancer.

So where do the pets come in? Well, I may not love animals, but I can understand people who do. I have many relatives and friends who have pets and love their pets very dearly. The thing is that pets get cancer too. Many of them would do anything to help their pet, but chemotherapy and radiation treatment becomes cost prohibitive. Health insurance for dogs is not common, so often these expenses are out of pocket.
That's why I'm excited to tell others about a new clinical trial for dogs being conducted at the University of Illinois School of Veterinary Medicine Cancer Care Clinic. This is a fully funded study with PAC-1. The study includes over $1300 of diagnostics and chemotherapy. Information on this study including contact information can be obtained here.
Not only will this study provide the opportunity for treatment of dogs who have cancer, but it will provide valuable information to help in the development of this drug that will allow it to be available to human cancer patients faster. Please feel free to share this information with anyone you know who might be interested.



10 comments:
My comment isn't deep or profound, but what you said sure was to me! It was literally one of the most awesome things I've heard in a while. I'm excited for this study -- keep working hard, please.
I can see why you must love your research. What you are doing is so important! Thank you!! I'll pass the word along!
Wow, you are doing amazing work!
quinn...did you find any YNS posts on my blog? Is that what you were searching for today? I recorded MUSIC, YOU ARE A FRIEND TO ME as a hidden track on my Picture a Christmas Album, in honor of Helen.
I hate Cancer. My husband's mother died of it almost 10 years ago. Terrible disease. I remember her doctor telling us: When you make your world, do not allow cancer in it. Interesting sentiment. Thanks for stopping by the blog....
That was a great sales pitch. It made me wish for a second that my dog had cancer.
Oh Quinn. I think I understand how you feel. I hate cancer! I cried when I read your post. I miss my mom. I miss your grandparents. After we moved to Utah, Stef, Emily, and I went around doing Singing Valentines. We spent extra time singing to your Grandma. They were our grandparents too, or so it seemed. Grubbs and Peterson. That was like Peanut Butter and Jelly. They go together. I will always love your family. You ARE family; you always will be.
Quinn, Thanks for all you do in cancer research. I love and miss Grandma too. I lost both my grandmother's to cancer and I fear this disease. Good luck with the study!
Way to go Quinn! What an interesting study, especially to me. I have spent the last six years in veterinary medicine and seen tons of really sad cancer cases. My grandma just had surgery for her cancer, my husband's mother passed away from cancer four years ago. It is a field that will change the world and bless humanity.
Hello to Tiffany!
Miss you guys,
Andrea (Goates) Thomson
That's so cool that your are doing that kind of work. Keep it up b/c I have lost my fair share of loved ones to cancer as well.
Great post, Quinn!
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