Promises
I never would have thought it would be so hard. I hadn’t even met him. I didn’t know who he looked like—Christi or me—as if that mattered, or whose personality he would take. I had thought about hiking and playing…
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A blog about faith and fighting leukemia.
I never would have thought it would be so hard. I hadn’t even met him. I didn’t know who he looked like—Christi or me—as if that mattered, or whose personality he would take. I had thought about hiking and playing…
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I should have read the fine print when I signed up for cancer. They sure didn’t tell me about all the stuff that might happen during the course of battling this disease. Sure, I was warned about some of the…
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Walking through the halls of MD Anderson is a multicultural experience. There are patients and doctors from all over the world. On busy days there exists a steady cacophony of various languages interspersed with medical jargon. It is impossible not…
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I used to love hiking as a young man. I had ample opportunity in the Boy Scouts and looked forward to every chance to take to the mountains. My favorite event was the annual 20-mile trip along the Mischa Mokwa…
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Have you ever been exhausted from receiving good news? Me either, until yesterday. My day started at 5 am. I had an early appointment at the hospital and needed to catch the shuttle by seven. I’m not sleeping well, anyway,…
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To borrow a quote from another Dickens’ novel, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…”1 He was writing about the period leading up to the French Revolution, but I might well describe this time in…
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I remember sitting in my office after working out, just a few months after my Dad passed away from lung cancer. The last year had been rough. I had been home from Iraq less than a year when Christi and I…
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What started as a seemingly harmless cough over the weekend now has me admitted back into the hospital. During my scheduled visit on Monday, the biggest concern was a growing skin rash that is attributed to GVHD. I did mention…
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If I had been given the chance to write my own leukemia story, I don’t think I could have scripted a better narrative about the three weeks since the transplant. I might have stretched a little and wrote a story…
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I got out of the hospital about noon last Wednesday, February 5, 2014. I was in exactly three weeks, including only two weeks post-transplant. This is such an incredible blessing since I was told to expect to be in four…
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