Strength, Courage, Patients, and Trust

I had felt like crap up until two weeks ago. I was starting to get pretty down, missing my family and home. My wife and son do not get to visit me much because of work and our meager earnings. My strength seemed to be slipping away and my attitude along with it. This started when I developed a nasty rash and itch one night. It was so itchy I couldn’t sleep for weeks. The doctors confirmed that it was GVHD, pretty common thing to have happen after a bone marrow transplant. I admit, I was hoping I would be one of the ones that didn’t get it. I was almost off prednisone, a steroid you have to taper off of slowly over months. The docs immediately upped my intake again setting me months behind. I think the stuff is pure evil. It has a lot of nasty side effects I’d rather avoid and some serious life long complications.

One evening I was sitting in the apartment alone