- 12 CAT scans
- 3 surgeries
- 4 implants
- 1 1/2 years of chemotherapy
- 34 days of radiation
- 1 bone marrow transplant
My father referred to all this as "a walk through Hell in a gasoline shirt", and trust me, he wasn't that far off.
What makes this day even more special is that I've outlived the number of years I was supposed to survive. They said I wasn't supposed to live past five years. Ain' t that a kick in the slats? And here I am, celebrating 17 years of life.
To a select group of you who read this -- and you know who you are -- my eternal gratitude for helping me get this far.
Here's to another 17, and another 17 after that!
Adm. Konnor
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