• STM 1st Annual SPOOKTACULAR Almost 4-Mile FUN RUN October 24, 2015
  • Team STM Raises $18,000 2015 New Jersey State Olympic Triathlon – EVENT PHOTOS
  • STOMP The Monster 5th Annual 5K Run & Festival June 7, 2015 – EVENT RECAP
  • STOMP The Monster 4th Annual Life Is Sweet Gala Benefit March 6, 2015 – EVENT RECAP
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Words of Gratitude

While your statistics are certainly impressive, I’m not sure they do justice to the life-changing ways STOMP the Monster assists our patients. You provide hope when there is often little apparent, you provide a lifeline to needed services/supports, and, maybe most importantly, help patients to know they are not alone and that someone (or several someones!) cares about them and that they matter.

Diane, Social Worker
Morristown Medical Center

I want to thank the wonderful non-profit charity STOMP The Monster for helping with money towards my next month’s rent, there are no words that can describe how grateful I am right now. This is the first time since my diagnosis I’ve received financial assistance, just knowing that there are organizations like STOMP The Monster make the world a better place. God bless you. .

Tanya, Age 46 | Stage III Breast Cancer
STM assisted with rent

Thank you seems insufficient for the generosity STOMP The Monster has shown my family and I. During this humbling time of my life this kind gesture brought a smile to my face. I so appreciate your wonderful, selfless, kind organization that understands what families go through. God bless.”.

Paul, Age 50 | Colon Cancer STM assisted with medical bills


My Story.

My name is Seth Grumet. I am a business owner, a devoted husband and father to 3 wonderful children. I am an Ironman. I plan to be a Cancer survivor. This is my story.

I had been training for 6 months to compete in my 2nd Ironman Triathlon, which consists of a 2.4-mile swim, 112-mile bike, and a 26.2-mile run. Needless to say, I was in the best shape of my life. One Friday morning, on a 100-mile bike ride, things just didn’t seem right. Usually I was one of the people on the training ride doing my share of the hard effort by staying in front and breaking the wind resistance so others did not have to pedal as hard. For some strange reason, on this day I could barely stay with the training group. I went to my regular physician and he sent me home with an inhaler and diagnosed me with “allergies.” Over the next two days, things seemed to progress in the wrong direction — shortness of breath and feeling lousy in general; I decided to see a pulmonologist. The Doctor said things didn’t sound great and he sent me for a chest x-ray. Once he had a chance to review the x-rays, he said “You have a pneumonia that doesn’t look normal–so I want you to get a CT Scan.” Thinking it was just a cold, on top of my stubbornness and a very busy schedule, I waited about 5 days and called him back. “Do I really need to go for the CT Scan?” My Doctor then said “I don’t order unnecessary tests, so get yourself down there and get it done.” Needless to say I went the next day. About an hour after I had the CT Scan, the Doctor’s Office called me and said the Doctor would like to see me. I asked if next Tuesday (1 week) was OK, and the office said “The Doctor would like to see you today…Can you be here in an hour?” At that point, my stomach dropped — I knew this wasn’t pneumonia…….

On Tuesday, May 18th, 2010 at 11:48am, I called my beautiful wife Margie and asked her to drive me to see the doctor — I just needed her to be there. I got to the Doctor’s office and he didn’t pull any punches — “You have a tumor in your chest about this big (his fist)” and…that is about all I heard. He talked to my wife, but I didn’t hear anything. “This can’t be…not me. I am healthy, I take care of myself…this just can’t be…”

The recommendation was to have a surgical biopsy, as a needle biopsy doesn’t always give a definitive reading for certain tumors. Two days later I was in surgery. The procedure took 3 hours longer than it was supposed to. The surgeon went through the side of my body with 3 large incisions, collapsed my lung, put in a chest tube, and I spent 4 days in the hospital. This was a very intense and invasive procedure. The recovery was not easy and I was in a considerable amount of pain. The most unfortunate part — the sample was not readable. Without this valuable cellular evidence, the doctors could not determine the specific type of cancer, which in turn delayed any type of treatment. I was stuck in a holding pattern for over three weeks waiting to see if there was any way to squeak out a cell or two from the sample the doctor had tried to take.

I went through that surgery for NOTHING (can you tell I was a bit upset?)!! I decided it was time to find a more experienced team to get the next sample. Four weeks later, with the help of several friends and acquaintances, I was able to get an appointment with the head Thoracic Surgeon at Weill Cornell Medical Center in New York City. He looked at me and said “I am going straight in here (center of my chest), I will take a piece of rib out, get the sample, show it to a pathologist, if it is good, I will close you up, if not, I will get another sample. I have an opening in about two weeks.” I went home and received a phone call “We have an opening if you can be back in NYC by tomorrow 7am.” I took it.


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