The pattern for Elizabeth’s famous Prayer Socks is now available

Do you knit or love someone who does?

The pattern for Elizabeth’s famous and beloved prayer socks is now available. It has been compiled, written, photographed, and test-knitted as a tutorial by Elizabeth’s dear friends from The Nursing Mothers’ Sewing List. It is available as a thank-you gift in return for a donation of $6 US or more to a charity Elizabeth loved and supported with all her heart: The Reece’s Rainbow Adoption Grant Foundation.

When you make your tax-deductible donation, you have the opportunity to leave a message that will be transmitted to her family.

It is best to use IE as your browser. You will be directed to a PayPal site to process the donation made via a credit or debit card. You do not need to have a PayPal account already.

Please respect Elizabeth’s creativity in making this pattern, the Reece’s Rainbow charity that is making it available, and the labor of those who compiled, wrote, and test knitted the pattern. Please respect the copyright.

Here is the link to make a donation, leave a message if you wish, and obtain a copy of the famous and well-loved Hemmed-Cuff, Top-Down, Minimal Purling, Short Row Heel, 19,200-stitch prayer sock pattern by Elizabeth DeHority: Prayer Sock for Donation to Reece’s Rainbow

An easy-to-remember & share “shorter link”: http://myrr.org/edsocks

The Liturgy of the Word from Elizabeth’s Funeral, 4/10/2015

Here is an audio recording of the Liturgy of the Word from Elizabeth’s funeral Mass at St. Ann Parish, Charlotte, NC, on 4/10/2015.  (WAV file)

Here is Father Reid’s Homily from the same Mass.

Elizabeth DeHority (PDF file)

Here is an audio file of the words her father, Patrick Sweeney, delivered at the grave side. (WAV file)

(WAV file)

A Photo Journal for Elizabeth DeHority, with endless love from her Dad

Mr. Pat Sweeney, Elizabeth’s beloved, wonderful, amazing dad, made this photo journal of Elizabeth’s life. It was shown at the wake on Thursday night and again on Friday at the collation after the funeral. Please enjoy.

I promise that I will write the story of the one photo that is probably leaving you scratching your head with puzzlement. I know it caused many people to ask “What’s the story behind THAT photo?” I got to hear the story and promised to re-tell.

http://patsweeney.phanfare.com/6864769

Elizabeth’s Obituary (updated)

http://m.legacy.com/obituaries/charlotte/obituary.aspx?n=elizabeth-dehority&pid=174561772&referrer=0&preview=True The Obituary Text (since links don’t last forever):

Obituary for Elizabeth DeHority

CHARLOTTE – In the early morning of April 2, Elizabeth DeHority of Charlotte died peacefully at home at the age of 48. Describing someone’s “courageous battle” with the cause of death – usually cancer – routinely appears in obituaries. In Elizabeth’s case, labeling her fight to survive invasive lobular carcinoma a “courageous battle” fails to do her justice. She fought a war, and the cancer had to take over her entire body before she finally succumbed. She fought so she could extend her marriage partnership with her husband Dixon, who stood with her through the seemingly endless rounds of chemotherapy, radiation and surgery after surgery. Elizabeth fought to continue as a devoted mother to her five surviving children, each of them exceptional – Emily (known to her friends as Riley), Sam, Brian, Danny, and George – and to preserve the memory of her son William who preceded her in death. She fought to keep inspiring her innumerable friends and followers to live with spirituality, optimism, and social commitment. On the LinkedIn website, Elizabeth described herself as a “Homeschooling Mother,” an accurate description but one as understated as the identification he gave himself in his will as “Benjamin Franklin, printer.” Elizabeth was so much more. She was raised in Kalamazoo, Michigan, the home she made with her parents Pat and Midge Sweeney and younger sister Jane Ghosh, her second best friend. Although she was never one to self-promote, Elizabeth distinguished herself early in her life. The University of Michigan admitted her to its Medical School directly out of high school. Medical School preceptors saw her as a potentially excellent future surgeon, but Elizabeth selected Family Practice as her path of service. She retired from active practice many years ago but continued as an informal medical adviser to dozens of followers, friends, and family members. She was a passionate religious educator, an accomplished writer and photographer, a fiber/spinning/knitting expert, an advocate for orphans and children with Down syndrome, and an adventurer who was open to any new hobby or craft. What others would see for themselves as punishments, Elizabeth welcomed as blessings. In every reversal, she found consolation. A child with Down syndrome, another with Cerebral Palsy and an obscure metabolic disorder, the death of a premature son, even the terminal cancer itself. Each presented an opportunity for Elizabeth to serve as an example and to amplify her influence on others facing similar issues. She maintained a blog titled “Keep on Spinning.” Google “Elizabeth DeHority” to see this site and other sources writing about the remarkable counsel, comfort and friendship she offered. Postings include: “The way she loves her children is magic, but the way she loves the world around her makes me want to be a better person every day”… “Thank you for making the world a better place by just being in it”… “She is fighting for more time so she can give more love”… “Her stubborn will to keep battling the cancer is only matched by the strength of her love”… “I wish I could be half the friend to you as you have been to me. ”… “Elizabeth has been my most solid Down syndrome resource from the day I met her”… “She’s mothered her children, she’s mothered us, she’s mothered hundreds of babies in orphanages”… “Elizabeth has made me brave to do hard things”… “She has sent ripples of love out into the world”… “She is the hub and we are the spokes”… By her example, Elizabeth has left a formula for each of us to achieve a full life. Her blog begins with a verse from the Bible, Philippians 4:8, which reads, in part: “Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is gracious, any excellence, anything worthy of praise – think about those things.” Elizabeth’s funeral is scheduled for 10:00 A.M. on Friday, April 10 at St. Ann’s Catholic Church in Charlotte. Visitation for family and friends will be held from 6:00 to 8:00 p.m. Thursday, April 9, at the J.B. Tallent Funeral Home, 1937 Sharon Amity Road in Charlotte. In place of flowers, her family requests that contributions be made to Reece’s Rainbow.

Update, Friday night, 27 March 2015

Facebook update on Friday –

Not sure where I’ve posted what I’ve updated where so let’s just be global.

Yesterday I saw the medical oncologist, basically got the “weeks to months” speech and was told I qualified for hospice (uhhhhh……… so what else is new???) but we decided to do a few more things to reassure ourselves that we had every base covered, and so in turns we scheduled, unscheduled, rescheduled, discussed, etc, various clinical trials that this triple negative cancer might or might not qualify for. Just a little OCD here, sorry. meanwhile the bleeding continued and my brain just isn’t working right.

So, my platelets are still low, and my liver isn’t functioning well. You know, for seven years I have been in the hospital for sickness, like pneumonia, but this past few weeks are the first time I have had to stay over for complications from the chemo itself. My body is just getting tired, The palliative care doc pointed out that there are just no more reserves.

At one point today we were going to go to oncologist, get labs done, hold anticoagulant, get follow up spinaltap done, go see palliative care doc, get spinal tap done, consult about out of town studies that would or would not require leptomeningeal mets, do anticoagulant, greet my parents coming into town and then fall apart. instead we got labs (bad) saw palliative care doc and fell apart. Much more efficient.

Monday we find out if we don’t know if we will qualify for the chemo that we don’t think is working anyway,. we will also learn more then about possible last ditch out of town trials that I might qualify for.

I am thinking it’s time to rearrange my attitude about asking for help. This is always a hard one for me but we are arriving at a time of transition – hospice, wheeelchairs, you know……. life as we know it is about to look a lot different. Maybe its time to start a conversation about how best to help my babies…..

my parents are here, I hope until at least Monday. time for sleep. Love and hugs.

update – late night – 11 March 2015

So what’s new today? With just over an hour left for 3/11/15, not much. So you know that this weekend I was at the hospital getting platelets and red blood cells transfused…. well, those are pretty much beyond used up, so today after getting labs at the onco office I went to the infusion center at the hospital and got typed and cross matched for transfusion again tomorrow. Just red cells, though, not platelets. So that’s tomorrow, and then the bone mets chemo on Friday.

Next week we resume the 3 – 2- 1 – chemo with carboplatin and VP16 on Monday, if my labs permit….. then after a few days of that we will try some Neulasta to see if it keeps my white cells at an acceptable level. That worked pretty well last time… The two biggest issues, then, are first, my bone marrow and whether it is puttering along well enough to get this chemo, and second, my brain. My thinking isn’t quite as agile as it should be, and we don’t know if it’s the pain meds, the chemo, leftover side effects from radiation, mets in my brain itself…. I don’t know, I just worry….

Meanwhile, Jane is safely back in England, and will visit again after their family trip later this monrh. Emily is on spring break but has had to be away all week due to having strep and mono. Sam is on his way home, though, from Boston, so I am hoping to have all my babies at my table by Saturday night. That would make me happy.

So to keep my mind off my missing my babies and about my worries about my bone marrow and all I have been trying to keep busy spinning some beautifully blended (on the niftiest fine tooth hackle my dad set up for me this past weekend) a combed combination of dark brown Yak and some medium grey cashmere. It takes forever to comb even the tiniest nest, I am still very slow, but it’s worth it…. perfectly aligned, no neps no noils, 100 % even. You should feel this fiber…. softest stuff I have ever spun and I have been spinning super-soft for decades. Then next on the list is some vicuna. Really, honestly, 100 % genuine CITES certified vicuna. Cool, eh? But first sleep…. that’s good for the brain, too, I think….. Good night, friends. Oh, and we are STILL waiting for the foundation one testing results. I promise to let you know as soon as I know anything.