Category Reaction

Good news! Well…maybe not good. Not bad, though. Ok, so just news, I guess?

After waiting what has seemed like essentially forever, I’ve finally got some actual news. Decisions are being made, things are proceeding, and unfortunately, my days of wanton rare meat eating come to a temporary close. Quick Aside – Just hit 12,000 views. Pretty Effing cool. Thanks to everyone out there that’s sharing my links, it is […]

Can a guy catch a break sometime? Maybe?

So after my posts on Wednesday, I ended up going to my parents’ house for some dinner, and a game of Pandemic. Everything went fine, the food was good, and we actually managed to beat Pandemic (on the easiest setting, though). I got up from the table, and my right leg was feeling…odd. Painful, but […]

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 […]

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 […]

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  not 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 […]