Last fall I crossed the $10,000 finish line that was established for every participant on the MM4MM trip to Everest Basecamp. To everyone who donated thank you! 🙏🏽

Now I want to squeeze the last bit of generosity 💵 from everyone in my network.

I’m raising the roof. The new goal is $14,000.

So once again I come to you with hat in hand.

I’m asking you.

I’m begging you.

If you have ever:

• downloaded a lecture or
• laughed at a tweet or
• Looked smart from a nephrology factoid you learned here or
• Played NephMadness or
• Learned about a new article at NephJC

Then consider throwing a few bucks toward multiple myeloma research. I’d love $100 donations. But what I’m really asking for is a mountain of small donations. Can you spare 25 tax-deductible dollars? What about 10?

Part of me feels that if I can’t engage my network to raise money for something as good as the MMRF then what good is this whole social media thing?

If you are the suspicious type, take a look at what I wrote about the MMRF here. This charity is doing medical research right. They take steps to keep doctors in the drivers seat of study design and that strategy is paying off with new drugs and breakthroughs.

Lets make a great fund push in the last week before I ship out to Nepal!

Help me get to the bottom of Everest!

The trek to Everest base camp is a once in a lifetime experience. I should be bouncing with excitement but that is not what I feel. I feel unease. I feel unsettled. I read about the side effects of high altitude trekking: weakness, confusion, headaches, insomnia, nausea. This makes me nervous.

I look at the weather and see temperatures in the low teens. And that is at Lukla, elevation 9,300 feet, only half as high as Kalapatthar, our ultimate goal. I think of the previous times that I have been to high altitude. The top of Breckenridge at a hair under 13,000 feet, the top of Mount Democrat at 14,154. When you are on these peaks it is cold and windy and the plan is always to quick snap some pictures and get down. In a couple of weeks, we’ll be at those altitudes and the plan will be to go further up the mountain. We will go nearly a mile higher than anything in the continental United States. This is unsettling.

But this nervousness is in the name of something much greater. Something bigger than my personal discomfort. This trek is not an adrenaline fix. It is not about putting a dent in the bucket list. This is more important than my uneasiness and general anxiety. This trek is about rewriting the medical textbooks. It is about changing the narrative of a disease that just a few years ago had a dismal and short disease course. Multiple myeloma has a new narrative, one that is filled with words like remission, and hope, and dare we say…cure.

The Multiple Myeloma Research Foundation is a new type of disease charity. One that is focused on real advances. The MMRF is bringing treatments to patients and lighting lanterns of hope for patients everywhere, because if the story of multiple myeloma can be rewritten, so can any disease.

And so we climb. We trek. We hike to altitudes found few places in the world. We do it to call attention to this disease and the patients that are beating it. We are a symbol of a better future and for that I will suppress my anxiety and ignore some discomfort. This is big.

Help me get to the bottom of Everest. Please use this link to donate to the MMRF through Moving Mountains for Multiple Myeloma

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