A part of me wants to jump in the air, throw confetti, and celebrate my first victory. Despite having less than a 20% chance of living one year… I (we) did it!! Knowing that there is no cure for my disease (GBM Stage 4) and that often times patients have just a matter of months or weeks to live, I am eternally grateful that through the medical expertise from my exceptional medical team, faith, love, the never ending support of each one of my Hughes Troop friends, and the grace of God, I am still here today and able to express my sincerest appreciation to you and anyone else who is willing to hear me preach about how lucky we all are to be alive… to have a family… to have friends who genuinely care about us. I never realized how important these things were until the day I was diagnosed with Brain Cancer and my world changed and shortened forever.
I almost always try to look at the bright side of things, but I am susceptible to letting the negative influences in life things affect me. As part of my journey I promised all of you that I would be transparent and authentic when speaking about this chapter in my life. Well, here it goes.
Even though I have so much to be thankful for I also have so much to be angry about. I have doing chemotherapy for 12+ months in a row, I wake up feeling sick every morning, I have had numerous seizures and often times get headaches so bad that I must be rushed to the emergency room for any type of pain relief, my wife filed for divorce against me shortly after I was diagnosed (I DO wish her the best), the medical expenses completely overwhelmed me and don’t get me started on the cost of a divorce and child custody battle, I lost my company (don’t worry I merged under a sister mortgage company), but in doing so I lost all my income for the most part, I used to see my 3 amazing boys everyday and now it is just a few times a week, I was considered a creative video genius in the mortgage industry and I haven’t had the ability to create a new one in the last 10 months, my savings is down to zero dollars, and in must rely on donations in order to pay my medical expenses or per a good Facebook friend, I relied on her to help me fund a Disneyland vacation with my boys. It honestly seems like a nightmare most days.
At this very moment I am waiting to hear back about my latest MRI which depending on what doctor I listen to, my cancer has either spread or as another qualified doctor team explained, it may only be inflammation from the radiation I received over a year ago and is nothing to worry about. This next MRI report is crucial because statistically I only have a 7% chance of surviving until next June. So being broke, losing my marriage (family), losing my dream company, finding good people to date that aren’t scared by my disease, seeing my kids about 25% as much as I used to, and relying on the charity of others just to do the most basic things has been a real bummer. How much more can possibly be stripped away from me at this point?
Sigh… okay, I am taking a deep breath now. Sorry… that felt really good to get off my chest. The burden of fighting terminal cancer and the impact it has on the ones I love most can really wear a person down. I am especially concerned for my 3 boys and if I should pass this year, who will ensure that they grow up to be positive, happy, and productive family men? Will my divorce and death harm them emotionally as they venture out on their own some day? They really are just great young men.
So that is some of the negative and heavy weight I have been carrying on my shoulders and I honestly feel better just laughing at the craziness my life has become. I now will continuie to positively push forward… I just isn’t in my nature to be negative for too long.
So what is next for me? Well, I believe I will be hearing the results of my MRI from several of my doctors. This is so crucial in determining what is my next plan of attack. More chemo, stop chemo, try new drugs, or brain surgery again, etc…. None of the options sound all that fun to me and carry a high risk of complications. As soon as I hear the results, I will be sure to post an update on the Hughes Troop Facebook page. I also will be participating in the Portland Brain Tumor Walk with many of my friends, family and Hughes Troop members, but our sign up numbers and donations are very weak. If you are free for an hour or two the morning of August 18th, I would love it if you signed up with the Hughes Troop team and walk it with all of us. If you are not a local friend or cannot attend, perhaps just a small donation on behalf of the Hughes Troop team would be appreciated.
I am also trying to save up a little money to fly out to Florida to see some palm trees, sun, and friends and I may drive down to California at some point to visit friends as the weather in Oregon begins to turn darker and wetter. These trips just depend on timing and if I can manage to earn any income as a GREAT loan officer again.
It seems so odd that just 18 months ago, I was happily married for many years in a very nice house, I got to play with my kids daily, had money in the bank, great health (so I thought), and owned one of the most successful mortgage companies in our organization. Today, that all seems like a very distant and wonderful dream. Even though I have lost that life forever, this illness has taught me the most valuable lesson I could ever learn… and that is to appreciate what you have in your life at this very moment. After all, you never know when your entire life can be turned upside down in just a BLINK OF A MOMENT.
Please take a MOMENT right now and just think about something in your life that you are grateful to have in your life. Is it a person, an object, time spent with someone, your health, your career, your faith, etc…. If you don’t mind sharing, please reply what you are specifically grateful for today.
Keep Fighting Forward my Hughes Troop friends!!




















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