From Nov. 2, 2012, post titled
“Motivation from airport angels”
This cancer thing really sucks. Seriously sucks in so many ways. But, every single time I turn around, someone is doing something so thoughtful, so helpful and so selfless. You make it hard to be sad or mad. You make it impossible to have a pity party for too long. You make us realize that even though bad things happen, good people are there to help you through it — which is how I think God intends things to be. And, we are really grateful to be completely surrounded by good people in our lives.
From Dec. 15, 2012, post titled “Thankfulness”
It is easy to take things for granted in our daily lives, but I think it is even easier to take things for granted when times are tough. When you are having a bad day, you just don't take the time to fully appreciate the cute card that says, “I hp thdt you fl bedr,” (translation: I hope that you feel better) from your 5-year old.
From April 24 post titled “Chemo Round 3 & Chemo Brain”
In the days following my treatment, I have noticed that I have a really hard time recalling simple words. In the middle of sentences, I'm stuck trying to remember that one word I'm trying to use.
I've also had many instances where I've been in a meeting at work, go to write down a note about what we are talking about, and in the 2 seconds it took me to pick up a pen, I cannot remember what we were just talking about.
Even crazier, there have been a couple times where I don't remember actually being somewhere.
From May 19 post titled “Chemo Really Sucks”
At Crest on Friday, I was in a hurry getting prepared for Brynlee's birthday party. There was a man who was probably in his 50s or 60s. ... I was in my own little world so I didn't notice his double take as he walked off.
Then he came back. He tapped me on the shoulder and said … “I'm sorry, but I just have to ask you — are you, um … uh … seeing a doctor?”
I shared the news that I was halfway through treatment.
“I just had to ask because, I lost my wife to cancer a year ago this month. We were married for 30 years and I loved her so very much.”
... He was so sad and heartbroken. He wiped away his tears and told me that he just had to stop me and that he wishes me the best with my treatment.
So if you are the praying kind, say a little prayer for him.