03/11/2025
To the readers and followers of this page:
It has been way too long since I posted on this page and please forgive me for my absence. It is often not easy for me to come here without stirring up a lot of emotional memories. I confess my Foundation work has not been as active as I would like for it to have been but please believe me when I say my dedication to the mission of Heather Fulton Curtis Foundation is as strong as it ever was. I will try to do a better job of serving all of you who share and believe in the work that needs to be done.
I am sharing with you a post I put on my personal page today. Although the Foundation is dedicated to raising awareness about Takayasu's arteritis, most of you know that TAK patients have a higher risk for stroke. Heather had a massive stroke in December 2011 and it is for that reason that we consider our work for that aspect of TAK to be very important. Please be assured our work for TAK awareness, education and research is still our primary goal.
Dear Friends and Loved Ones,
Thank you to all who have sent messages of love and support on this day, the 8th year marking the loss of our daughter, Heather Curtis. It is greatly appreciated and gratifying to know she is remembered by so many.
I had resolved that I was going to maintain my composure this day even while I remembered the many many things I love and miss about her and try to focus on those things instead of on the events of those heartbreaking days eight years ago. I confess last night as I was falling asleep I had a moment where the sadness was overwhelming and I fell asleep with tears falling onto my pillow. This morning I had renewed resolve only to once again lose it when my husband put his arms around me to pull me close and without him saying the words I knew he was thinking the same as I and wanting to comfort me even though he has his own pain to bear. Yet again, we pulled ourselves together and got up to go through our morning routine of playing Wordle and Connections together. Midway through our routine, my cell phone rang, an unfamiliar number showed on my screen and I debated whether or not I should answer. Usually I do not answer calls from an unfamiliar, unidentified number but this time I did and all my resolve, all my composure was undone. If you are still reading this post, please accept my apologies for what I know will be a lengthy one, but that phone conversation may not qualify as a miracle but it may have opened doors that have been stuck closed for a while.
Within hours of Heather's passing, I knew I wanted to start a nonprofit in her memory to advocate for other people who suffer from the disease that took her life. That was the beginning of Heather Fulton Curtis Foundation. Over the years we have had small accomplishments including the publication of a pamphlet that helps to educate patients, their families and friends about TAK. We provide this pamplet free of charge and so far have distributed nearly a thousand copies all over the world to 30 countries not including the United States. But our most ambitious project is still in development and the phone call this morning may be just what we need to move the project along in a big way.
TAK patients are very vulnerable to stroke and in December, 2011, Heather suffered a massive stroke that left her with permanent loss of full function to her left side. With great determination and the help of incredible therapists she as able to have a remarkable recovery. In the beginning, she required around the care and I was able to take early retirement to care for her so Larry could continue to work. That meant I was with her for most of her many appointments including her therapy sessions and I was able to observe many of the techniques used to help her brain heal and recover.
One of the things I did early in the process to create the Foundation was to reach out to a marketing firm to help me set up a page and to create a logo for the Foundation. As time has passed, I saw a way to use that logo to create a puzzle/game that could be useful in helping people in recovery from stroke as well as traumatic brain injury (TBI). I shared my idea with a number of therapists and was gratified to learn that they saw merit with my idea and encouraged me to continue developing it. The goal is to create and distribute it to rehabilitation clinics at no cost. We have made really good progress up to a point but we have found ourselves in a place where we need real professional advice to move onto the next phase.
In May of 2018, many of Heather's friends and loved ones participated in Strides for Stroke to raise money for the MN Stroke Association. It is a group that provides support for stroke survivors and is a wonderful organization. As I was searching for ideas of how we could get past the stalemate we seemed to be in the development of our recovery puzzle, it occurred to me that maybe I could find help by reaching out toMNSA. I called, got a recording, called again, got a recording and today, of all days, I got a return phone call! I have learned to temper my expectations in these situations so just getting return call was gratifying. Best of all, the person who called me is a NEUROSCIENTIST. I put that in all caps because he is someone who is highly educated in the workings of the brain, he works with MNSA, and HE IS VERY INTERESTED IN WORKING WITH US ON THIS PROJECT which means he sees value in it! During our conversation, I completely lost my cool, I felt like I was babbling like an idiot and my entire body was trembling with emotion. Thankfully, he was a very understanding person and we have a meeting with him scheduled for later this month.
For us, this exciting news but that is not the real reason I wanted to share this experience with all of you. Finding someone to validate what we are trying to do is exciting. But we have been running in neutral for so long I was starting to lose hope in the dream and question whether it was worth it. And then, quite out of the blue, on this day of all days, to have our faith restored...I can not find the words to explain what that means to us. At the risk of sounding corny, there are times when I can feel Heather's presence in our lives in very real ways. I'd give anything to hear her voice, her laugh. There are so many times we will remember some of the crazy funny things she used to say and we find ourselves crying from our laughter and the pain of missing her so much all at the same time. Her crazy hair; her witty one-liners, her love for her nephews and how much she would love her niece and great-nephews and niece who know her only through pictures and the stories we tell about her, and most of all, the love she had for her husband, Larry Curtis.
Heather Fulton Curtis, we miss you so much.
Love,
Mom (and dad)