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Anniversary

It was a year yesterday that I began this blog. Doesn't seem like a year in some respects and in other respects it seems like ages ago. I'm thinking mostly of where things were at with my health a year ago as I embarked on my regimen of chemo treatments, x-rays, MRIs, blood tests and so on in May, culminating in my stem cell/bone marrow transplant in October.

Then, with my immune system virtually blasted away from a high dose chemo session, and down 75 pounds, I began the long road back to recovery.

The blog was a terrific way to pass the time and document my experiences. The feedback from family pushed me on in my blogging efforts and aided in my recovery - a recovery, by the way, that doctors told me was twice as quick as the average patient, achieving a state of wellness in January that most would have reached only in March or April.
Along the way - as you've seen from the blog content - I've read many books, listend to a lot of great music and passed on lots of humourous jokes and videos (hey, at least I thought they were funny!).

All this to say, a year into my journey I feel very grateful. Grateful for the love and support of my family and grateful for my good health. Life is good.


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