Over the past few weeks I have had the conversation with my family about how we never know what the future holds. Upon my learning of my condition the thing we spoke about is the fact that you never know what is in store for you or your loved ones. Make today count.
Having time on my hands I got to watch TV and spent the day watching the scenes from Virginia Tech.
Make each day count, you never know what the future holds.
Looking forward to tomorrow
Regards
Mark
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WE AGREE WITH YOU 100%,AND DO OUR BEST TO ENJOY EACH DAY.WE ESPECIALLY ENJOY THE FACT THAT WHEN WE SPEAK TO ANY MEMBER OF THE FAMILY WE ALL END THE CONVERSATION WITH "LOVE YOU". GRANNY FLORRIE AND POPPY SY
Mark,
I can't tell you how much I have been thinking about you and Nicki the last few days.
I don't really know what to say other than my prayers are with you and your family and i don't know anyone who is stronger and better able to fight this ugly disease than you.
My mom is 79 years old and has been batteling cancer for the last 20 plus years. We were told 15 years ago that there was no hope and we told them there is always hope. She swears to me that she will be dancing at my 10 year old daughter's Bat Mitzvah and I wouldn't bet against her. I also wouldn't bet against you. Consider this your invitation I will save a candle for you.
You have always been an inspiration to me, someone I looked up to and your blog comment's have been very helpful to me.
As Jimmy V always said: "Don't give up, Don't ever give up".
I will be thinking and praying for you. Stay tough
All my love
Dixie
Mark,
It's hard to know what to start off saying...how incredibly sad and sorry I am that you, Nikki, Jeremy and Daniel have to suffer through this. Or how amazing your boys are to create this blog for you. Or how I so very much KNOW that medical successes and yes, medical miracles, happen every day.
While our families always knew each other I don't know how well you personally knew, or remember, my mother's story. She (and I) ARE medical miracles...from way back in 1963. Ask your mother, she probably remembers (it was THE talk of Bay Terrace for a while!!) When my mom was 5 months pregnant with me she had a brain aneurysm burst. An illness that, even today, many people do not survive. My family was told that there was nothing they could do to save her pregnancy and little they could do to save her. The only thing they could do was to tie off her corada artery (no idea how to spell this - it's the big artery that runs up the side of your neck)to try and stop the blood from flowing through to the ruptured aneurysm in her brain. This surgery is NOT done at all anymore - it in itself should have killed her. Regardless, it didn't and it somehow, miraculously, worked. Still, my father was cautioned that she would never function as a healthy woman, she would be left in a vegetative and paralyzed state. And furthermore, there was no hope for the baby she was carrying to be born healthy. Her brain had been deprived of oxygen for too long and there was no way her fetus could develop normally. He signed papers stating that if I was born alive, I would be institutionalized (yes, I have heard all the jokes...) Well, as I'm sure you remember my mother, not only did she survive, she was THE SINGLE MOST ABLE AND CAPABLE PERSON most people have ever met. And (contrary to all the jokes), I was born healthy and well. Both of us were written up in medical journals that year as "unexplainable medical miracles".
Even more amazing, ten years later in 1973, a different aneurysm developed a leak (she had 6 in all). Again, we were told to prepare ourselves for her death. After a about a week in a coma we were told again she would survive but be a shell of a woman, not able to function on her own. Again, she beat all odds (including breast cancer in 1990 - which btw, she fought in Sloan Kettering where all the doctors were much more interested in the scar on her neck and her history with the corada surgery and aneursym than they were her breast cancer!) and went on to live life fully and richly for another 22 years.
So, yes I KNOW that miracles happen all the time and it brings me much solace...as I hope it does all of you too.
(And I'm not even taking the time to tell you about my friend's mother, Babs. Babs was diagnosed with breast cancer 25 years ago and had a metastic stage IV reoccurrence 8 years ago. She was given about 3-6 months to live. Suffice it say, she keeps busy seeing shows, taking art clases and annoying her children. Again, another medical miracle! :o)
Be strong, be positive and like we've all learned too many times in recent years from terrorism, tsunamis, floods, hurricanes and crazed college shooters - ENJOY EVERY SINGLE DAY.
lots of love and zillions of well wishes,
Sharon (and of course, Steve too)
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