Merry Christmas!
Sunday, December 24th, 2006Hi all. As of right now I’m at home, and I actually feel pretty good except for a small, annoying cold. Definately better than last weekend. Usually I need to be dragged to the hospital, but last Saturday I was more than willing and you know it’s bad when they told me I was free to go and I really felt like I didn’t want to leave…that’s how crummy I was feeling. Well, we thought that something needed to be done asap so we ran up to Mayo and met with a surgeon. Unfortunately, the Dr. really didn’t know much about this disease (I could tell), and didn’t want to do the surgery, and made a big deal out of in order to get all of the tumor out they’d have to take my leg. So it wasn’t a pleasant experience. Fortunately the next day we got a call from D.C. and we’re going to get into a study and that will allow me to have surgery at the NCI (so no more insurance issues). I could be in Bethesda for a couple of months. It sounds like we’ll leave as soon as later this week, but either way have surgery in early January with the surgeon that I was hoping for.
One thing I’ve always wondered throughout this whole experience that finally made sense to me is that I couldn’t figure out why people I knew (but wasn’t all that close to) got so emotional when talking about what I was going through. I was talking to a man the other day who knew me from high school sports and he had a son my age, and he cried right in front of me when he said “you could very easily be my son, and it’s hard for me to imagine what you must go through.” Then it hit me like a ton of bricks, that is so true. I could be your son, your brother, your husband, or your best friend. It’s one thing to have crap happen to you personally, but a completely different thing when it’s someone you’re close to. Friends and relatives tell me all the time, out of all people for something like this to happen to, you’re the last person that would have come to my mind. I suppose that means that people view me as a strong guy, and at least it gives me a little confidence to fight this thing, and like I’ve said before, if it was going to have to be anyone…I’m glad it’s me and not you.
God bless you all, and have a very Merry Christmas!