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A year ago today was the worst day of my adult life and I didn& #39;t even find out for another 48hrs.
I was off, running a race on the West side of the state with 11 friends while @BlueBellmore was home with Mo and our friend& #39;s daughter so they could run too.
A year ago today was the worst day of my adult life and I didn& #39;t even find out for another 48hrs.
I was off, running a race on the West side of the state with 11 friends while @BlueBellmore was home with Mo and our friend& #39;s daughter so they could run too.
When I got home 2 days later, Alicia pulled me aside with tears in her eyes and said she had to tell me something. I didn& #39;t know she went in for a CT Thursday while I was gone. I had no idea she& #39;d seen our family doctor (who doesn& #39;t work Fridays) on Friday while I was running.
The awful pain she was in the week prior that landed us in the ER and was called an ileus at the time, was not. It was cancer. Our doc had to tell her alone, and Alicia didn& #39;t tell a soul until I got home on Sunday. She sat on that for 2 days while taking care of 2 kids.
She has always been the strongest person I know, but I still can& #39;t fathom how she did that. We saw the oncologist the next day and went on for a biopsy to confirm that it is Lymphoma that filled her abdomen up to her neck. What followed, and continues to this day, is hell.
We have been through 4 & #39;failed& #39; treatments, currently going through a 5th. I say & #39;failed& #39; because they all have helped, but nothing has finished the job. There have been too many hospital stays to count here and at UofM. More chemo rounds than anyone should be subjected to.
Cancer is awful enough, but in a pandemic it is a hell I don& #39;t wish on anyone. We had to pick up and move for July & August to be closer to the hospital after CAR-T in case there were complications. We& #39;ve leaned hard on our framily to keep us moving forward, give us shelter,
pick us up when we fall, and let us scream, cry, and flail when it& #39;s all too much. One of those folks, who& #39;s not on here, let us live with him for those 2 months we were displaced. He slept in his basement so we could have his room and Mo could have his spare room!
It was one of the kindest thing anyone has ever done for us and we can never repay him for it.
And as we continue to fight to find the right treatment to put this hell behind us, I have to say that this is privilege. We are lucky - not just for our framily, but because I have
And as we continue to fight to find the right treatment to put this hell behind us, I have to say that this is privilege. We are lucky - not just for our framily, but because I have
