Still in a narcotic haze and so I don’t feel like I can adequately write about the last three days yet.
Three things I know:
1. There is some grand life analogy that I will figure out someday about my relationship with breathing tubes. As for this moment, I hate them and they terrify me.
2. Having Camilla with me 24-7 at the hospital has made all the difference. Thanks for the countless hands that have enabled this blessing. And thanks to Camilla for facing every part of this with me. Friday night and Saturday morning she shared with me some of her experiences during those first 24 hours.
3. The outpouring of faith on my family’s behalf has been surreal. So many people from many different faiths sent notes to let me know they were exercising their faith. Little kids decided to fast for me in addition to their prayers. While these first three days have been harder than expected, we have felt immense hope and patience and strength.
PATIENCE + HOPE > CANCER
Here’s a short video. The speech slur is temporary.
Speech slur is temporary and I am actually ahead of schedule.