It has been eight years ago today since I was diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma.
October 29, 2008 will forever be etched in my memory as the day that changed the course of my life.
On the one hand, it was as if a bomb had exploded, taking away my health, shredding my future, and destroying my hope. But on the other hand this is the day that my journey began, and I cannot erase the dark painful days without giving up the miracles and blessings that have come about while climbing this Myeloma Mountain.
It has been eight years! Four years longer than my first prognosis.
I am healthy and strong! My lab results show no signs of Myeloma. Is it gone? Will it come back? I don’t know. But I am going to ride this wave as long as possible and maybe mm won’t crash back into my life again. I can’t ask the “what if’s” anymore. Instead today is a time to reflect and share some of the miracles and blessings I have received during this journey.
|Spending time with my family in
Star Valley, Wyoming
(7 new family members since diagnosis,
and a new daughter in law, and a
grand baby–both coming in May.)
|Spencer, my youngest, just starting his
Senior year of High School!
He was 10 when I was diagnosed:(
|Trent and Lys are getting married in May.
Aren’t they cute!