Monthly Archives: August 2012

Highlighting Yet Another Hero

As time goes on, I’ve come to realize that my family and friends comprise a pretty special group of people. With very few exceptions, people have gone above and beyond to try to do something to help me, or to let me know that I have their love and support, and that I’m in their […]

Bone pokin’, Number Updatin’, and yep…Bike Ridin’

First, I hit 10,000 views over the weekend. Real quick – thank you to all the people that I know, don’t know, met or haven’t met, that read the words here. One of my parents saw an article about how positive thoughts and prayers help people, even when they are unaware of them (dubious science, […]

The “Incident”

It’s been a few days since I posted, but I mainly needed a few days to recover. Plus, I had to help out at work a tiny bit to try to make things slightly easier for the fam, so I’m glad I was able to do that. But let’s get to the troubles, as it […]

Shortest Post Ever

Just wanted to post an update: FINALLY got to take my bike outside, and for once, it didn’t rain immediately. Got in a 7.5 mile ride, for 35 minutes, at an average pace of 14.1 mph. Aside from the distance (and I have more in the tank, but I’m playing things slow), that’s about the […]

Baby Fights

I’m back! Finally got to meet Dr. Barker, the stem cell specialist. She was absolutely awesome, and I loved her. She gave me a lot of info, and made me feel a lot more comfortable with the idea of stem cell. I’m still ┬ánot decided, but I’m feeling a lot better about things. The Nitty […]

Dreadful Hope

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Well, I figured I’d stop by and drop some updates out there. Hospital Stay The last hospital stay was a rough one. First 2 days were rough because I could barely talk, couldn’t swallow, barely ate, and was just generally uncomfortable. Luckily, the antibiotics cleared up the fever and […]

Dilaudid

She re-enters the room, Relief in her hand. A steady snare drum beats in my temple. A bass pedal, matched to my heart, throbs in my hips. My jaw does its own thing, oblivious to the rythm of pain elsewhere in my body. I watch as she connects the syringe to my IV line, and […]