December 10, 2016
I’m writing this post with a bit of hesitancy. For those of you who know me personally or have been my FB friend for the last few years, you might find me describing myself as hesitant a bit of a stretch. Well, I can understand that. I’m usually not one who holds back when I have something to say. I think I’m hesitant because this time around I don’t want pity.
Let me get to it. My cancer is back. I had a good conversation Thursday with my oncologist. The report wasn’t all bad. My Myeloma is slowly progressing. That came as no surprise to me. I’ve been closely watching my cancer markers from my lab tests for the last few months, and the numbers have been slowly increasing.
The good news is that treatment for Multiple Myeloma has improved tremendously, since I was diagnosed sixteen years ago. After the first of the New Year, I’ll start a treatment regimen that well involve oral medication and an intravenous drug [taken over a period of months]. This treatment has an eighty-five to ninety-five percent success rate for patients who have experienced a resurgence of their Myeloma. I’ll be going to the clinic for infusions given weekly for the first eight weeks, then every two weeks for sixteen weeks and then every four weeks after that. I’m praying for a quick remission, cutting short this time frame.
To all of you who have prayed with and for me before, I make that request again. I expect to be around to see my little grandkids and the one great grand grow into early adulthood. If it’s God’s will, that will happen…I’m sure.
May 30, 2017
All, I just heard great news from my oncologist. I’ve responded well to my treatments. By the grace of God, my cancer numbers, when graphed, have dropped like a lead balloon. In other words, the treatment is working as it should.
I’ll continue this course of treatment with the goal of putting me into remission again, long term. Thanks to all of you who have sent up prayers on my behalf!
December 20, 2019
Shortly after the May 30 post above, I went into remission for the second time, and I’m still there. One thing my journey with cancer has taught me over the last nineteen years and nine months is that the most important things in life can’t be measured by how much you accumulate, but instead by how much you appreciate what only God can do for you. My daughter asked me the other day what I wanted for Christmas. At the risk of disappointing her, I said I couldn’t think of anything. You see, I already have her, the rest of my family and an extension on my life that I probably don’t deserve. These things can’t be accessed through a hefty bank account, or with credits assigned to a plastic card. They are God-given and they will be with me eternally.
I’m old and blessed…hope you will be too.