Ever wonder how Gus knew in 1x09 that Waverly was interested in a certain sheriff’s deputy? Here’s a drabble series attempting to fill in those blanks. Or in the alternative: four times Gus McCready thought Nicole Haught and Waverly Earp were perfect for each other and one time Gus was finally proven right.
Gus McCready has never outright disliked Champ Hardy. But she’s not particularly fond of him either. He’s a typical small town, dime-a-dozen doofus, Gus thinks, with his rodeo “fame” and boyish good looks being the only things that make him standout. Which really isn’t saying all that much. So she’s tolerated him, for Waverly’s sake, even though Gus always knew Waverly could do much, much better than a man-child who never quite treated her as well as she deserved.
And although Gus has secretly wanted Waverly to chuck him to the side of the road like yesterday’s garbage, she feels bad now that Waverly has actually dumped the fool.
“And then I told her,” Champ slurs, clumsily slamming down his bottle of Bud, “that she’d always be the keeper of my boner.”
Champ laughs at his lame joke and Gus, scowling, takes it all back. She doesn’t feel bad for the yahoo in the slightest.
Alright, so I gotta tell you a bit about this awesome kid I know. His name is Corbin. He’s five years old. He’s really funny and kind and smart. And he also has neuroblastoma which is a total buzzkill!
He was diagnosed a year and some change ago at Stage IV and for a while there, things were looking pretty rough. He went through tons of intravenous radiation (he was literally injected with radioactive toxins, LIKE SUPERMAN. okay, not like superman, but he’s still my superhero) in addition to chemo and regular radiation. Little guy’s a champ, ya dig?
I met this kid a year ago because he was diagnosed with cancer two months after I was, and now that I know him pretty well, I feel like my life would not be the same without him. It’s kind of a big deal, because we come from a town where elevenkids and young adults were diagnosed with cancer in a 5 year time-frame, but that’s a story for another day. He’s the youngest of these kids, and I’m the oldest, which I think gives him and me a pretty interesting dynamic.
Tomorrow, Corbin starts the next phase in his treatment: Immunotherapy.
For those of you who don’t know what that means, if you ever heard about the little girl who’s leukemia was cured with AIDS and the handful of others, this is what immunotherapy is. One of two options: 1.) Stimulating your own immune system to work harder or smarter to attack cancer cells (i.e. by injecting certain disease strains to force the immune system to fight back) or 2.) Giving you immune system components, such as man-made immune system proteins.
He’s going to be in the hospital for at least a week getting these treatments. It’s a pretty big deal because this could literally be the turning point where he gets on top of things, gets his life back, etc. And that’s really no small potatoes.
So what am I asking for here? Prayers? Thoughts? Donations of money, souls and other goods?!
Nah, nothing that extreme. You can totally say a prayer or keep Corbin in your thoughts if you want to, BUT after giving it a bit of thinking, I’ve got a much better idea.
When Corbin was first diagnosed, his family’s motto became “Corbin Strong.” So my bright idea is to get #CorbinStrong out there!
That’s why tomorrow I propose a campaign of tweets, tumblr posts, instagram posts, facebook posts, everything under the sun to put some good vibes out there for Corbin and his family as they head into a rocky week.
Participants are encouraged to post a favorite quote about strength or courage (GET CREATIVE!) with #CorbinStrong
If you could share this post in some way, shape or form by word of mouth or via another platform, that’d be spectacular.