A lawsuit against the Tecumseh school district and an elementary teacher over bullying injuries a first-grade student with hemophilia suffered in 2005 was tossed out of Lenawee County Circuit Court on Monday.
Man! First of all bullying injuries in first grade! Hemophilia or not what the ...?
From the report:
Michael suffered severe injuries when his arm was twisted behind his back...
“They knew he had severe hemophilia. They knew they had to protect him,” argued Hanson’s attorney, James Cmejrek. Although the teacher was not in the lunch room where the second injury occurred, Cmejrek said she failed to instruct lunch room monitors to give Michael special protection because of his condition... (italics mine)
"Administering Kogenate FS to children with hemophilia A on a daily basis before a bleeding event occurs will reduce bleeding into joints and help prevent joint damage, a major cause of disability in hemophiliacs," said Dr. Jesse Goodman, director of the agency's Center for Biologics Evaluation and Research. (italics mine)
We had a great weekend! New Orleans lives! At least the parts I saw (French Quarter, Downtown/Financial District and the Garden District by Tulane and Loyola). We didn't get to the hardest hit areas that I know are still decimated and showing slow progress.
There were many children enrolled that September of 1900 in the old convent by the sea. Galveston then ranked as one of the richest cities of its size in the United States. Palatial homes lined the city's streets, and girls from those homes flocked out to the academy...
As Reverend Mother Mary Joseph stood on the tiled gallery of the academy that morning and looked out toward the black clouds scudding low over the leaden restless waters of the Gulf, she frowned. Out on the campus the tall palmettos danced to the castanets of their clashing leaves. Beyond the campus stood the many beautiful homes of the city. Reverend Mother Mary Joseph cast a glance upward at the new academy and let her large, blue-gray eyes dwell on its turreted towers, oriels, cathedral-like windows , and the imposing facade. Among the many fine buildings on the island, not one could equal this, she knew. A warm glow kindled within her eyes. Her glance again sought the clouds and she wiped a trace of spray from her cheeks. Heavy storms in Galveston were nothing new...
Mother Augustine waved a hand toward the campus. "Of course! Have we not a solid brick wall, eight feet high? High waters can never push through that! They never have!"...
By five o'clock that evening an unnatural darkness had settled on the city. All knew that they rested beneath the black wings of tragedy, but the nuns, following the example of Little Mother, went calmly to each duty..
With each passing moment the fury of the storm grew worse. Outside the great brick wall that in times past had sheltered the convent had gone down before the battering ram of waves ...
The nuns taking ropes , stood at doors and windows and sought to drag in terrified victims as they drifted by, clinging to beds, to limbs of trees , to anything that might sustain them...
A trunk floated by. The nuns fished it to safety. Inside was a battered and bruised woman...
In the heart of the night, when death had all but laid his finger on every one of the fifteen hundred refugees and nuns within the convent walls, a terrifying shriek arose above the tempest din...
Meanwhile, from within one of the cells, a new voice was added to the bedlam-the wailing of a newly born baby. It was the child of the woman who had been drifting in a trunk, she whom the nuns had dragged to safety. Nor was this the only one to come into the world during this wild night in Saint Ursula's-no longer by the sea, but literally in the sea.
By this time the raging waters had come within four feet of the second floor of the monastery. The refugees could go no higher, for the third floor story had been already demolished by the winds...
It took the clear light of the next day to reveal the entirety of the awful truth of the disaster. Reverend Mother Mary Joseph stared out through the gaping hole in the convent wall...none had ever before beheld such a scene as Little Mother contemplated that blustery Sunday morning of September 9, 1900...
May God spare this stretch of Texas from the destruction once wrought upon it. And may God grant those caught in the storm's path the faith, strength and grace to survive.
It was a clear, crisp beautiful day and I estimate we had nearly 500 walkers on hand for the 1st ever Houston Hemophilia Walk.
Crowd at the finish line.
As of this posting the walk has raised an amazing $178,378. A total that surpasses the New York City walk from early June. There are three more walks planned for Ohio, Arizona and North Carolina in the next two months. Good luck to them, I hope they all can raise the bar and surpass our total.
For the Killer B's, after several donation goal revisions (we started at $500 and stopped at $2,500) we've shattered all expectations and raised $3,140.
Killer B's before the walk.
Once again thank you all for such a fantastic outpouring of support and generosity.
Jack and Brandon
We have been amazed and deeply blessed by the outpouring of support of family, friends and others who have made Jack and Brandon's Killer B's team a resounding success.Hemophiliacs in the health centres who are in their late 60’s or 70’s are crippled and disabled. This was due to the non-seriousness attitude of the governments and the lack of reach of proper medication. If this disease is not treated at the right time, it can lead to permanent disability or HIV and hepatitis.
Today there are over 100,000 people affected with hemophilia in India. It can lead to permanent disability, HIV or hepatitis if not detected at the right time.
