One Year Later

My husband finished his Cancer treatment, and underwent a Stem Cell transplant.

The odds were against him, but he survived.

The months following the transplant were very difficult for him, and he was set back by constant illness, bad reactions, and complications.  The odds of surviving the first two months were not great.

But he did it.

The Transplant

Now we are officially one year post-transplant.  The ups and downs have continued.  He has still be plagued by illness, fatigue, and various other setbacks.  Having two toddlers in pre-school means he is constantly exposed to every illness that runs through our community.  There are ongoing issues with balancing medications to prevent rejections and graft-verses-host disease.  And yet, here he is, still going strong.

It has been a very rough road, and to say it has been full of ups and downs is an understatement.  I know he lives in constant fear of his Cancer returning, or of developing new illnesses.  The psychological impact of Cancer is as devastating as the physical ones.

I am so proud of him.  He's doing it.  It's slow, but it's steady.  He tells me that I'm his hero because I've worked hard to improve my health and physical fitness, but in all honesty, he's my hero.

One Year Later

Our third wedding anniversary is rapidly approaching... this time last year, I wasn't sure he'd live to the second.

We're almost there.

One day at a time, one foot in front of the other.

The future is always uncertain, but together our family can live each day to it's fullest.