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  • A gifted pianist, Karin turned to music during her long recovery. Because of the weakened state of her immune system, she was not allowed to venture into public, and few people other than her family and doctors were allowed to visit with her.
    FunnyBlood_Piano2_BW.tif
  • Recovery from a stem-cell transplant is a long and lonely road. Little contact can be had with the outside world--there are too many germs out there. It leaves a lot of time for contemplation.
    FunnyBlood_BaldHead_BW.tif
  • Recovery from a stem-cell transplant is a long and lonely road. Little contact can be had with the outside world--there are too many germs out there. It leaves a lot of time for rest--and teddy bears.
    FunnyBlood_TeddyBear_BW.tif
  • Recovery was a lengthy and, at times, lonely process.
    FunnyBlood_Sunset_BW.tif
  • A gifted pianist, Karin turned to music during her long recovery. Because of the weakened state of her immune system, she was not allowed to venture into public, and few people other than her family and doctors were allowed to visit with her.
    FunnyBlood_Piano1_BW.tif
  • Recovery from a stem-cell transplant is a long and lonely road. Little contact can be had with the outside world--there are too many germs out there. It leaves a lot of time for contemplation.
    FunnyBlood_pensive_BW.tif
  • It could be said that the long and lonely recovery process led Karin to regress--to be silly, childish, playful. Here, she plays with her toy motorcycle.<br />
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"Our minds were rarely sad. We strongly believed and often reminded one another that sadness did not fight cancer. Perhaps the best reminder to both of us and to everyone that was affected by the situation, were our frequent displays of silliness, our capacity for normal behavior under abnormal circumstances." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_Motorcycle_BW.tif
  • Recovery from a stem-cell transplant is a long and lonely road. Little contact can be had with the outside world--there are too many germs out there. It leaves a lot of time for contemplation.
    FunnyBlood_InBed_BW.tif
  • Recovery from a stem-cell transplant is a long and lonely road. Little contact can be had with the outside world--there are too many germs out there. It leaves a lot of time for contemplation.
    FunnyBlood_Sad_BW.tif
  • Recovery was a long and, at times, lonely process.
    FunnyBlood_Reflection_BW.tif
  • It could be said that the long and lonely recovery process led Karin to regress--to be silly, childish, playful. Here, she tries to catch a Goldfish cracker in her mouth. She missed.<br />
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"Our minds were rarely sad. We strongly believed and often reminded one another that sadness did not fight cancer. Perhaps the best reminder to both of us and to everyone that was affected by the situation, were our frequent displays of silliness, our capacity for normal behavior under abnormal circumstances." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_Catch_BW.tif
  • Recovery from a stem-cell transplant is a long and lonely road. Little contact can be had with the outside world--there are too many germs out there. It leaves a lot of time for contemplation.
    FunnyBlood_Ball_BW.tif
  • "At an agonizingly slow pace I have been progressing towards a new, relatively normal life. One of the most excruciating parts of this process had been my inability to be in water, on water, or even near water. Finally, after having waited all summer for my immune system to recuperate, I returned to the shore where I had spent many a childhood vacation. Once I saw the water, I could not turn back. I had to let it touch my toes--if my toes, why not my legs. I settled for a risky dip up to my knees. As a child, I would have settled for nothing less than 8 hours under water. Indeed, a return to a relatively normal life." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_SeaCelebration_BW.tif
  • "At an agonizingly slow pace I have been progressing towards a new, relatively normal life. One of the most excruciating parts of this process had been my inability to be in water, on water, or even near water. Finally, after having waited all summer for my immune system to recuperate, I returned to the shore where I had spent many a childhood vacation. Once I saw the water, I could not turn back. I had to let it touch my toes--if my toes, why not my legs. I settled for a risky dip up to my knees. As a child, I would have settled for nothing less than 8 hours under water. Indeed, a return to a relatively normal life." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_SeaCelebration2_BW.tif
  • "If my doctors had seen me do this, they would have escorted me back to my room on the 14th floor, to keep me penned. Who knew that trees could be killers? They harbor fungi and molds that pose a lethal threat to someone with virtually no immune system. Far from the people and the filth of the streets of Philadelphia, the forest seemed so clean and inviting." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_TreeHugger_BW.tif
  • With Karin's stem cell transplant came the risk of rejection of the stem cells by the body, much like there is with an organ transplant. The resulting graft versus host disease can me life threatening or mild.<br />
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Luckily, Karin suffered rather minor symptoms. The steroid prednisone, which she was prescribed for its anti-inflammatory properties, ultimately led to osteonecrosis (bone death), a known side effect of the drug. This, in turn, led her to need a hip replacement.
    FunnyBlood_Soccer_BW.tif
  • After her diagnosis and initial course of chemotherapy, Karin stayed in the hospital for a month. There was a lot of time to kill.<br />
<br />
"Our minds were rarely sad. We strongly believed and often reminded one another that sadness did not fight cancer. Perhaps the best reminder to both of us and to everyone that was affected by the situation, were our frequent displays of silliness, our capacity for normal behavior under abnormal circumstances." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_Shooting_BW.tif
  • After her diagnosis and initial course of chemotherapy, Karin stayed in the hospital for a month. There was a lot of time to kill.<br />
<br />
"Our minds were rarely sad. We strongly believed and often reminded one another that sadness did not fight cancer. Perhaps the best reminder to both of us and to everyone that was affected by the situation, were our frequent displays of silliness, our capacity for normal behavior under abnormal circumstances." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_Shooting3_BW.tif
  • With Karin's stem cell transplant came the risk of rejection of the stem cells by the body, much like there is with an organ transplant. The resulting graft versus host disease can me life threatening or mild.<br />
<br />
Luckily, Karin suffered rather minor symptoms. The steroid prednisone, which she was prescribed for its anti-inflammatory properties, ultimately led to osteonecrosis (bone death), a known side effect of the drug. This, in turn, led her to need a hip replacement.
    FunnyBlood_ZipperHip_BW.tif
  • "If my doctors had seen me do this, they would have escorted me back to my room on the 14th floor, to keep me penned. Who knew that trees could be killers? They harbor fungi and molds that pose a lethal threat to someone with virtually no immune system. Far from the people and the filth of the streets of Philadelphia, the forest seemed so clean and inviting." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_TreeHugger2_BW.tif
  • Karin's Super Birthday, on the first anniversary of her stem cell transplant (the day she was reborn), included a piñata. She promptly smashed it.
    FunnyBlood_Pinata_BW.tif
  • "At an agonizingly slow pace I have been progressing towards a new, relatively normal life. One of the most excruciating parts of this process had been my inability to be in water, on water, or even near water. Finally, after having waited all summer for my immune system to recuperate, I returned to the shore where I had spent many a childhood vacation. Once I saw the water, I could not turn back. I had to let it touch my toes--if my toes, why not my legs. I settled for a risky dip up to my knees. As a child, I would have settled for nothing less than 8 hours under water. Indeed, a return to a relatively normal life." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_Ocean_BW.tif
  • Always a fan of hooded sweatshirts, Karin became ever fonder of their protective qualities after losing her hair. She holds her high school graduation photo.<br />
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"Our minds were rarely sad. We strongly believed and often reminded one another that sadness did not fight cancer. Perhaps the best reminder to both of us and to everyone that was affected by the situation, were our frequent displays of silliness, our capacity for normal behavior under abnormal circumstances." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_smile_BW.tif
  • "Our minds were rarely sad. We strongly believed and often reminded one another that sadness did not fight cancer. Perhaps the best reminder to both of us and to everyone that was affected by the situation, were our frequent displays of silliness, our capacity for normal behavior under abnormal circumstances." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_Wig_BW.tif
  • "Unbelievable as it might seem, rabbits were used to help doctors destroy my old immune system. Certain cells of my immune system were placed in a rabbit that recognized these cells as foreign and labeled them as such. These labeled cells were then placed back into my body to completely destroy what was left of my immune system. The reactions were so severe that I began to shake uncontrollably. The 'bunnies,' as they became known, were literally hopping inside me." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_OnCouch_BW.tif
  • "It seemed my course was progressing smoothly. My bone marrow was now 100% male, containing 100% of my brother's stem cells. And then one morning I woke up heaving, dizzy, unable to walk, unable to comprehend what had happened. To the hospital I went. MRIs, spinal taps, and chest X-rays followed. I was diagnosed with meningitis, Epstein-Barr virus, and chronic sinusitis. The dirty city had bitten me." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_MRI_BW.tif
  • After 29 days of chemotherapy treatment in the hospital, Karin went home to recover. Her exit was not permanent; she would return for a scheduled stem-cell transplant.
    FunnyBlood_OneWay_BW.tif
  • Living on the outskirts of Philadelphia, Karin would have to drive to the city and Thomas Jefferson Hospital for frequent outpatient visits. She rests during the drive, with her reflection on the car's passenger window.
    FunnyBlood_Car-window_BW.tif
  • After her diagnosis and initial course of chemotherapy, Karin stayed in the hospital for a month. There was a lot of time to kill.
    FunnyBlood_UpsideDown_BW.tif
  • After her diagnosis and initial course of chemotherapy, Karin stayed in the hospital for a month. There was a lot of time to kill.
    FunnyBlood_Rubix_BW.tif
  • "Worse than being bald, worse than having my head shaved, was having the wig styled to look like my old hair. It didn't work. And, I soon realized it only served to hide the label I now carried as a person with leukemia. This was not something I wanted to do. I found the bandanas much more comfortable and myself much less self-conscious when wearing them." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_RetiredWig_BW.tif
  • "Worse than being bald, worse than having my head shaved, was having the wig styled to look like my old hair. It didn't work. And, I soon realized it only served to hide the label I now carried as a person with leukemia. This was not something I wanted to do. I found the bandanas much more comfortable and myself much less self-conscious when wearing them." - Karin Weidenhammer
    FunnyBlood_Mirror_BW.tif
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