Sunday, February 18, 2007

Up

1000! He’s up to 1000 glorious, beautiful, strong, willful white blood cells! From .2 yesterday to 1.0 today. Today 1.0, tomorrow the world! The goal is 4.0. Will they see fit to double, triple by tomorrow? Who knows? Who cares? Up means we do not go down. As the numbers go up, we think about going back to our home and to our kids. Up means the lives we return to are deeper with friendships that this disease brought together and strengthened and lighter from the ones we lost. Up means I get him back. I am humbled by his courage to fight so hard. Up is where we begin again. Thank God for up. Thank fucking God for up.

Today is Art's 42nd Birthday. We got the gift of hope.....oh how corny! Oh how true.
Posted by Kim T. Hamer at 2:58 PM

5 comments:

  1. Anonymous7:27 PM

    In the words of Montgomery Burns "Excellent, Smithers, excellent!" Best to all from San Jose, and wish Art a big Happy Birthday(belated).

    Sam

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  2. Anonymous7:53 PM

    Amen!!!Oh, Yes!! Happy Birthday Art. We are thinking of you all of the time. Always, xoxo, Terry, Darin, Parker and Oliver
    P.S. Kim, Ezra said this to me on the yard the other day and I have to share. I said "Ezra, how was your wkend? How's your Dad doing" (this was a few wks ago) and he said, "Man! Why does everyone always ask me about my Dad?!?! My Mom, is allergic to cats you know?!!?" To which I got down on my knees and said, "Wow, I didn't know that. Thanks soo much for telling me." Yes, he floored me! Love you all, Terry

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  3. Anonymous10:41 PM

    What a nice birthday present!! Keep going cells. love, Sue, Jose and the girls

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  4. Anonymous11:52 AM

    yeah! whoo hoo! we are pushing and praying here in Vegas. I really wish we were closer to really help with the day to day stuff (gee, wouldn't the kids get a bang out of hanging out with the twins, running through tunnels and stuff) but we can't. Prayers and mental energy; prayers and mental energy...
    ginnae

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  5. Anonymous11:57 AM

    Oh, that's fantastic. Happy Birthday, Artoor. We continue to think about you...on runs, while driving, while eating dinner (thinking about Whoopie Pies at Moody's), while walking from class to class...frequently...but not in a stalkerly way. Lots of love from all of us. Chuck.

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