A blog about faith and fighting leukemia.
This has become an unwelcome yet all too familiar routine. Squinting to see, well, anything, hands shielding my face from excess light. Living an upside-down daytime nocturnal life, shades closed and sheets covering the window. Sitting on the couch like…
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I’m spending a quiet Sunday morning at Berea Hospital receiving an infusion of anti-fungal medicine to combat the infection in my lungs. It’s dreary outside, which I am thankful for since my eyes are giving me trouble again. The coffee…
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Even hospital stays are relative. Of the five inpatient stays I’ve had, this as been one of the worst in some ways. Sure, it’s been shorter and I haven’t felt anything like I did when I received the chemotherapy for…
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The I’ve been away from home during several Thanksgivings throughout my adult life. It started after the attacks of 9/11, when I was deployed to the Blue Grass Army Depot. I spent Thanksgiving 2001 and 2002 in eating turkey with…
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I’ve felt like a popular guy the last couple of weeks. There was a good response to my last two blog posts and my birthday was last week. I probably received more cards this year than the previous ten years…
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Experience is the best teacher, so they say. I would add the caveat that “evaluated” experience is the best teacher. If we don’t take the time to evaluate what has happened to us, we often miss the lesson. Photo by…
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The two most dangerous words in our house these days are “what’s next?” Just when I think I’ve had every complication to leukemia possible, those two works awaken me from my slumber of false assurance with a loud “THAT’S WHAT’S…
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She had one mission. If she could just get close enough, it would work. She believed all the rumors and stories about how this man could heal the sick and wounded. She had even heard that he raised people from…
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I spend the predominance of my time these days in three locations: the driver’s seat of my car, my office chair at work, and my couch. A typical day starts on the couch as I read the Bible and pray…
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It was the middle of the night in Iraq. My company had been there several months now and was becoming more proficient in learning how to survive in Anbar Province. This mission should be a simple one: escort some fuel…
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