I committed myself to CenterPoint Hospital and it was the best decision I’ve ever made. It wasn’t the best of moments, but it glowed with my purpose, the purpose of personal advocacy. Personal Advocacy transcends the body and the mind, it encompasses both perfection and harmony. If we want to fight for our health we must fight for our mind.
My journey will be time stamped by my birthday on Monday, May the eighth. This has been the hardest year of my life. It dwarfs every experience, every hardship, every moment that came before it. I’ve never experienced the plethora of experiences as I have this year. From a poorly constructed village, to the burnt-out husk, I rose from the ashes as a phoenix.
This year I’ve learned so much in exchange for so much.
There is no way anyone could predict the person I would become by this coming birthday.
My journey began coughing up blood at urgent care. My friend told me to go to the hospital, it is from this moment that my cancer journey started. From there I would see a pulmonologist, then a thoracic surgeon, have my lung removed and move onto chemotherapy. I would be abused by a caretaker, lose a close friend, begin a personal advocacy quest, couple with a wonderful woman, share in terrible heart break and attempt suicide. At the end of all this I’d rise as a phoenix from the ashes becoming a new man with an old spirit.
I regret nothing, I blame no one and I cherish every moment. There were moments of terror and others of incredible love, all of them are important to me. I am the man I am today because of these events, though I endured pain beyond my wildest imagination I wouldn’t trade any of it for anything.