Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Survivor - College Station
Please excuse the weak pun above, but a friend of mine got great news today. I grew up in a tiny little town in New Mexico, called Artesia. My parents were both teachers and just about everybody in town knew each other. When I was in 6th grade we got a new Supt. of schools from outside of Artesia. The family moved into town and they had two kids. The daughter, Traci, was my age and the son, Mike, was about 4 years older than us. The entire family was just great and I always thought that Mike was about the coolest guy ever. He and my dad actually did the high school basketball games on the radio and I would sit with them in the booth. I had not heard from them in over 20 years until I joined Facebook a few months ago. We got back in touch and I was shocked to hear that Mike had cancer. It turns out that he actually had the same form of cancer that Jennifer has, but it was Stage IV. In his words, he had a belly full of it. He was scheduled to go through 8 rounds of chemo and has had some rough times with side effects and the like. He is a professor at Texas A & M and apparently has a great support system in his family, students, friends, and fellow faculty members. Well, he just had a scan and it shows no cancer. NONE! He is only 6 rounds in and he shows cancer free. He will probably do one more round but that is just to insure that they kill the microscopic cells that won't show on normal scans. I am just so happy for him and this shows you how a strong combination of prayer and great medicine can beat cancer. Tonight please say an extra prayer for my friend Mike but also be inspired by his story. This guy just beat stage IV cancer! I knew 25 years ago that he was pretty cool.
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Well done, Michael. We're still praying for you guys. I find it almost hard to believe how all of us have gotten back in touch just in the right time to help you and Jennifer through this. Mike Stephenson, who would have thought that the two of you would connect again in this way.
And I hadn't thought of those old booths in that old gym in a long time! I was on the third row watching my brother play!
Wes
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