On our final day in Paris, as we prepare to head back to Toronto tomorrow…..I remind myself of this INCREDIBLE WILD ADVENTURE RIDE …that we have been on for the past two years. It will also be a hectic time, one filled with a container load of furniture, and the logistics of moving back across the pond. I like to choose to do only FUN stuff, so I am not blogging about logistical *yawn* boring stuff….but rather of the excitement this new road is taking us on.
As many of you know by now, Michael has been quite sick with symptoms of his cancer. He was diagnosed 4 years ago, had symptoms then too, but for some unknown reason, those symptoms decided to go into full swing. Michael LOVES his work, truly loves it, so it has been a balance of trying to do the work that he loves and protect his immune system as well.
Up to this point, we have viewed his Cancer as a monkey on his back. Heck, it is better to have a monkey on your back, instead of hair on your back. haha. We buried our heads in the sand, and just forgot about it as best we could. AND we did that. It worked . Until now. Yes, he was symptomatic, and tired, but that doesn’t mean ~ give up ~ it means, get out there and enjoy your life with your family and friends.
He has drenching night sweats, fever, rash, fatigue, and ever worsening blood results. He is anemic and has cryoglobulinemia. Ok, medical world, please make words easier to pronounce than that. I will start making nick names for these diseases, and you are not going to like it .
With Cancer, we have no secrets. Our view is that Cancer can not be fought alone. It takes a team. It takes a team of friends~family~loved ones~even complete strangers….to make the journey a positive one. For whatever reason….Cancer decided to park itself in our lives…but we have one message for Cancer and we want to scream it from the roof tops, loud and clear…..
Yah, you read it right. Take THAT ” Waldenstrom’s Macroglobulinemia” and shove off. Your name is too long to pronounce anyway, so we are going to call you ” kiss off, jerk face”. I suppose this might be the angry stage of cancer observation for me ?! Hahahhaaaaa……Nah,
We choose LAUGHTER.
We choose GOOD TIMES.
We choose MARGARITA’S.
We choose to make this cancer journey with goodness, love, kindness and warmth. Mackenzie said it best today ” Badness is our enemy, but wouldn’t it be worse if it was our friend?”.
Michael is all about that. Giving to others, helping others, and sending out love and light. Sounds corny, but absolutely positively truthful. So that it why , as we embark on this new journey, I am not so worried. Yes, we had a week long pity party, but….my friends…..it was a game changer. We felt it, we felt the sorrow of it, and now we are ready to knock the socks off of cancer.
Michael does have about 75 % of cancer cells within his bone marrow. He does have blood work that is not so favourable at the moment…..but we are going to turn it around. Kick it in the teeth, and we are happy to do this along side each and every one of you.
After all, this tortoise is 300 years old, imagine what he has had to live through ? So, we hope you join us on this journey. When the rubber meets the road, this guy, MICHAEL is just an awesome guy who needs a helping hand for his chemotherapy journey.
May we all fly like gorgeous kites in the sky….and have a FAN~TAB~U~LOUS time along the way…..
P.s. For the latest update on Michael…Please click on this post —>> Dear Cancer, You can Kiss my Ass