johnnydeep
10-12-2008, 11:39 PM
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I have to preface this entry...its getting late and I have taken my drugs...it may go downhill from here...and after today its a pretty easy slide. I have had better days...I have had MUCH WORSE TOO!
I don't want to bitch...just cluing you, the venerable reader, in!
Tammy made a major decision this weekend. We have been talking about how I want to give something back. To help someone else going through this in a way they may not even know they need. This is a road we have travelled. We are the most fortunate people in the world! We are surrounded by friends and family that you could never dream of! It has been a "godsend" to us, and we know stories of those that travel this road alone! We have met them, sometimes not speaking their language. In the Chemo ward! All alone. Their family having sent them to the U.W. with their life savings, hoping that the doctors here can do what those in Central America cannot. Walking by his room, all we wanted to do was to talk to him...be friendly, let him know he was not alone....
We don't speak Spanish...and actually I think it was Guatemalan.
That has been a burden to us, and I still don't know what I can do...but my lovely and ever supportive wife made up her mind that she was going to do SOMETHING!
After much research, and talking to Seattle Cancer Care Alliance and the American Cancer Society, she decide to donate her hair. The only thing I can think of is.. For those who this will make a difference for, this is the difference between being able to go through the worst time in your life with dignity, knowing that someone cared enough to sacrifice their personality so you can have hair, AND PRIDE, while the doctors and drugs try to kick the **** out of you! And trust me on this, the hair did not bother me, but I can totally understand how it could make a difference for someone. And that difference may mean that some one has the strength to go the distance. Maybe someone who is on the cusp of giving up...and those 12 inches of hair will give them the proverbial shot in the arm, steel their reserves and make them one of the few who KICKS THIS ****S ***!!!!!!!
Sorry if you don't like my coarse language...I think there is no better way to put it!
None of this has anything to do with fair!
Tonight I stand in awe of the woman I have loved for over seven years. The woman who did not ask for this trial...and really deserved not to have to deal with it!
But she is still by my side, as is my son and all our family and friends and even all of you!
I AM MAKING PROGRESS! We want to do more in this vein...I want to give back, help, do something...and I have the woman I love to look to for inspiration!
My Cup Runneth over!
That is a 12 inch UOP ruler...and yes it is very , very different. And I love it!!!
I really want to do something too...I hope I can live long enough to maybe set up a tournament(derby out here on the left coast).
Now you know where my inspiration comes from!
I was stuck at home all weekend due to side effects...so she recruited my son to be her partner in crime.
How fortunate does that make me?
In a way I feel like I cant carry my weight anymore. I know I have no choice...and I don't really take it that personal...BUT...the undercurrent is there, if you know what I mean?
The upside is I have the most wonderful son and the most incredible wife a man could ever ask for!
Welcome to my life!
I am crashing...gotta go, hook up with me this week...need to catck some BM
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfpByNtoVjo/SPLsPVh0KmI/AAAAAAAAARI/xz3XY-8OYxo/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfpByNtoVjo/SPLsPaFeofI/AAAAAAAAARQ/7bavYdRo0xg/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG
I have to preface this entry...its getting late and I have taken my drugs...it may go downhill from here...and after today its a pretty easy slide. I have had better days...I have had MUCH WORSE TOO!
I don't want to bitch...just cluing you, the venerable reader, in!
Tammy made a major decision this weekend. We have been talking about how I want to give something back. To help someone else going through this in a way they may not even know they need. This is a road we have travelled. We are the most fortunate people in the world! We are surrounded by friends and family that you could never dream of! It has been a "godsend" to us, and we know stories of those that travel this road alone! We have met them, sometimes not speaking their language. In the Chemo ward! All alone. Their family having sent them to the U.W. with their life savings, hoping that the doctors here can do what those in Central America cannot. Walking by his room, all we wanted to do was to talk to him...be friendly, let him know he was not alone....
We don't speak Spanish...and actually I think it was Guatemalan.
That has been a burden to us, and I still don't know what I can do...but my lovely and ever supportive wife made up her mind that she was going to do SOMETHING!
After much research, and talking to Seattle Cancer Care Alliance and the American Cancer Society, she decide to donate her hair. The only thing I can think of is.. For those who this will make a difference for, this is the difference between being able to go through the worst time in your life with dignity, knowing that someone cared enough to sacrifice their personality so you can have hair, AND PRIDE, while the doctors and drugs try to kick the **** out of you! And trust me on this, the hair did not bother me, but I can totally understand how it could make a difference for someone. And that difference may mean that some one has the strength to go the distance. Maybe someone who is on the cusp of giving up...and those 12 inches of hair will give them the proverbial shot in the arm, steel their reserves and make them one of the few who KICKS THIS ****S ***!!!!!!!
Sorry if you don't like my coarse language...I think there is no better way to put it!
None of this has anything to do with fair!
Tonight I stand in awe of the woman I have loved for over seven years. The woman who did not ask for this trial...and really deserved not to have to deal with it!
But she is still by my side, as is my son and all our family and friends and even all of you!
I AM MAKING PROGRESS! We want to do more in this vein...I want to give back, help, do something...and I have the woman I love to look to for inspiration!
My Cup Runneth over!
That is a 12 inch UOP ruler...and yes it is very , very different. And I love it!!!
I really want to do something too...I hope I can live long enough to maybe set up a tournament(derby out here on the left coast).
Now you know where my inspiration comes from!
I was stuck at home all weekend due to side effects...so she recruited my son to be her partner in crime.
How fortunate does that make me?
In a way I feel like I cant carry my weight anymore. I know I have no choice...and I don't really take it that personal...BUT...the undercurrent is there, if you know what I mean?
The upside is I have the most wonderful son and the most incredible wife a man could ever ask for!
Welcome to my life!
I am crashing...gotta go, hook up with me this week...need to catck some BM