Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Lemons

On September 7th my pathology report from a stereotactic biopsy confirmed breast cancer. 

I have an MRI today and on Monday, September 18 I will meet with my surgeon with the results to go over a game plan.

This is all very new but not unfamiliar since both my sister and my mom have battled and won their fight with breast cancer.  I've been getting regular mammograms, MRIs, sonograms, and biopsies for the past 17 years because of such a strong family history (my dad had prostate cancer but I've been assured I can't get that). Because of being so vigilant the radiologist was able to catch it and order the biopsy which has led me to here writing this blog.

I've decided to share this now with you because I would like prayers.  First and foremost prayers for my family.  From first-hand experience, I know that sometimes cancer is harder on the person's loved ones than the person with cancer because of feelings of helplessness. They will need support and the best way to do that is with your prayers.
Thank you in advance for all of your prayers for them, my doctors and myself as we go through more tests, the waiting and the decisions that will have to be made in the coming weeks and months.

I don't plan on this getting in the way of my comedy. In fact, this officially means I can make cancer jokes and not get in trouble for it! When life gives you lemons, shove 'em in your bra! 

My favorite saying has always been, "whatever does not kill us, gives us material." 

If you are reading this I am grateful that you are in my life. God has given me unbelievable opportunities to travel and perform my comedy and I plan to continue that in a bigger and better way, this is just a bump in the road or how I like to look at it, more material.  

I believe every situation in our lives is an opportunity to evangelize and this is just one more opportunity to do so. 




Friday, April 21, 2017

Teller of Jokes and Video Maker

I made this video for Little Angels Service dogs. If you are curious about fostering you can find more information here: http://www.littleangelsservicedogs.org/foster-program/

Friday, January 20, 2017

Seizure Alert Service Dog

Since being in a car crash a year and a half ago I haven't been able to return to work at Little Angels as a Service Dog Trainer.
I was able to help out by making this video for them.  It's about a great young man and his extraordinary seizure alert service dog, Addison.


Saturday, November 19, 2016

NCIS:Wookie

Chewie is growing out his fur again so he looks like "Deeks" from NCIS:Los Angeles.  Personally, I like the look.

Monday, November 14, 2016

Daisy's First Snow

Because some days when it's 80 in November you just need a little snow.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Bob Dole and Confetti

 20 years ago at the1996 Republican National Convention I was in the rafters with several secret service agents while Bob Dole gave his acceptance speech. This was big time.
 In the middle of his speech,  a single piece of confetti fell from on high.   It gently floated down, like a leaf off an autumn tree. The small piece of paper was one of millions which would fall down at the end of Dole's speech.  Millions of red, white and blue confetti looks awesome on camera; One, not so much. From my perch I was able to watch it make the long journey down, down, down, twisting and turning all the way down to its final resting place which was not the floor but on to Senator Dole's left shoulder.
My parents watching at home were rumored to look at each other and knew right away their youngest daughter had signal handily ruined Dole's chance for the White House.
This was before Snap chat, selfie sticks and iPhone.
This was when a person's word was their proof.
Besides, who would admit that anyway?!
I would.
Me.
My name is Judy McDonald and I was the Assistant to the Production Manager and although I usually ruin Christmas, that night I ruined the election.

It was also the night when I realized that with my attention span and lacking the organ that stops thoughts from going directly out of my mouth and never stopping at my brain;  I better get my butt in front of the camera instead of hanging out in the rafters.
So, thank you Bob Dole; you made me who I am today...and sorry about the confetti but an agent dared me to do it.