Let's look back on the past 8 years.
This is two months before I was diagnosed. I was so weak and tired on this ride, that I had to be pushed on my bike.
This amazing group of friends got together for a haircutting show of solidarity.
The cutting begins.
The hair cutting result. It's hard to see but I had a mini mohawk going.
Even Gracie got into the spirit and asked for a mohawk,
I was admonished by a UPS man for abusing Gracie by giving her this cut.
My first port, just under the skin. It makes infusions so much easier.
For my first birthday post diagnosis these three took me out for a lot of eating. Oh and it was also my 50th.
For the first 12 months or so after diagnosis, I slept a lot. A LOT.
Being a caregiver is one of the very hardest jobs and Leslie totally nailed it. She's been with m every step of the way and even gave me shots to boost my immune system.
We even got married in 2012 in the midst of the scary times. Love is very powerful.
I can't even imagine how frightening it most be for a parent when their child is diagnosed with a serious illness. My mom is amazing and continues to inspire me.
Team Goldman's first event. The Big Climb in Seattle. It's a fund raiser for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. It's a wonderful organization with many patient support programs.
Team Goldman's second event. The Boulder Boulder 10k in Colorado.
For the Boulder Boulder, we raised money for the Institute for Myeloma and Bone Cancer Research, who along with Dr Berenson have been instrumental in my success.
I always represent the Vikings at treatment.
I typically get a huge dose of bendryl with my treatments and it leads to some crazy dreams.
I had to stop commuting by bike after my diagnosis. Eventually I was able to ride to work again and Momentum Magazine allowed me to share my story.
Health care is obviously a huge concern for all cancer patients.
At the Relay for Life, an American Cancer Society event.
I have been super fortunate to climb mountains with an amazing group of people, including these fellow survivors.
A couple of years ago, I climbed Mt Kilimanjaro with these fellow survivors and other folks who lives have been impacted by myeloma or are helping to find a cure. We raised money for the Multiple Myeloma Research Foundation.
Packing my pills for a two week trip to Africa took a bit of planning and effort.
And 8 years later, I'm going to continue to fight and make the best of it. As best I can I am going to live life and enjoy life. And of course throw some humor into the mix.