SURVIVORSHIP IS AN IRONIC GIFT. Throughout my life before Myeloma there was rarely a doubt or concern about the future. Since my Myeloma life began, simply waking up and engaging in daily activities takes on a higher level of meaning and value.

This is a good thing. I think I’m a better human because of it . More than any other emotion about this illness, I feel lucky.

Last week, Oct. 14, marked two years since my formal diagnosis and a full year since my release from hospital following my autologous stem-cell transplant. I’m still kickin’ – still as annoying as ever. I’ve consumed a fortune in exotic medicines. I’ve lost all my hair, and grown it all back. I’ve received every form of childhood and adult vaccination you can think of, Continue reading Two Years – Still Kickin’ →