I was diagnosed with stage 2 multiple myeloma the week of Thanksgiving 2015. The doctors told me there was no cure. I immediately felt lost. Different from anything else that I had ever experienced.
Then I remembered reading a quote, “Cancer is a word not a sentence”. It was time to fight, and my thoughts were that when God gets ready to move this mountain, he will. All I asked was that he gave me the strength to climb.
Chemo, radiation, side effects, pain, fatigue, and sleepless nights followed. I was physically exhausted yet spiritually strong. I made a decision to have a bone marrow transplant using my stem cell in August 2016. I also participated in a clinical trial which was done the day after the transplant. This was a very difficult time. Going through that gave a new meaning to the word sick.
Since the transplant and the trial, I am so much better. I am now six months out and on maintenance—Revlimid 5mg. and Zometa every three months. I’ve had three biopsies since the transplant, and all consults have been positive, where there were no signs of myeloma.
I still get very tired every couple hours, but every day that I survive is a blessing and a victory. So if you ever feel that you’ve come to the end of your rope. Remember tie a knot and hang on!