Monday, August 28, 2006
Hi Everyone!
I’ve got some extraordinary news for you. The doctor said I am not going to die. Wow!!!!!! Oh yes, I will die someday, but it may not be today or next week. The immediacy has been taken off the table. In my humble opinion, it is the medical community, family and friends who have pulled off this incredible feat. Love, prayers, acts of friendship have made such a big difference.
I struggled in the beginning about keeping all of this to myself or to bring my case out to my family and friends. I still think I did the right thing. You have been with me throughout this entire ordeal and now you share with me the positive results of your efforts.
I asked Kris last week – how many times did you positively think I was dead. She said without any hesitation – three. She died with me three times at least. Each time I had gone into unconsciousness with little thought that I would recover. One of those times required the emergency staff of Tacoma General to rush through the halls from all areas of the hospital in order to revive me.
Today, I still have my cancer, the pain, the inability to stand for any prolonged period and a whole load of other things which leave me at this point to be totally disabled, but I’m going to continue to give it my best shot. From the beginning, I thought this was about you as well as about me. I made the mistake of telling my family I was ready for death. That led to my son Mike – what!!!!! You’re just going to accept this – I can’t believe it. He converted me. I thought evidently there were still enough people around that wanted me to hang around, and so I have, right up until today.
Congratulations to you all. Your friendship, prayers and sacrifices have born fruit and been answered positively. My day is yet to come, but I guess it might not be today. Thanks.
Please continue to pray and hang in there with me as I try to find my new role in life. We’re still in this together.
- Frank
I struggled in the beginning about keeping all of this to myself or to bring my case out to my family and friends. I still think I did the right thing. You have been with me throughout this entire ordeal and now you share with me the positive results of your efforts.
I asked Kris last week – how many times did you positively think I was dead. She said without any hesitation – three. She died with me three times at least. Each time I had gone into unconsciousness with little thought that I would recover. One of those times required the emergency staff of Tacoma General to rush through the halls from all areas of the hospital in order to revive me.
Today, I still have my cancer, the pain, the inability to stand for any prolonged period and a whole load of other things which leave me at this point to be totally disabled, but I’m going to continue to give it my best shot. From the beginning, I thought this was about you as well as about me. I made the mistake of telling my family I was ready for death. That led to my son Mike – what!!!!! You’re just going to accept this – I can’t believe it. He converted me. I thought evidently there were still enough people around that wanted me to hang around, and so I have, right up until today.
Congratulations to you all. Your friendship, prayers and sacrifices have born fruit and been answered positively. My day is yet to come, but I guess it might not be today. Thanks.
Please continue to pray and hang in there with me as I try to find my new role in life. We’re still in this together.
- Frank
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