Today is the day. It is one year since I was diagnosed. I remember the day well. I had been at work all day and stopped on the way home to pick up Chinese food for dinner. As I walked in the door, my wife said that the ophthalmologist who I saw that week had called and told me to call him as soon as I got in. I was expecting bad news, but not what he told me. Needless to say, he said I had leukemia and told me to go to the hospital. I was admitted that night and spent the next five days trying to confirm which type of leukemia.
I am not sure if this is a day to celebrate or to mourn. I certainly feel a little odd. I was supposed to be in New York celebrating my cousin's Bat Mitzvah. Instead, I am home because my oldest daughter has strep throat and is feeling very sick.
Anyway, one year has passed quickly and my adventure continues. Thanks to all of the people who have supported me during the past year and made this situation as easy to deal with as possible. Let's hope that this year brings complete remission and CML might be something I can start thinking about in the past tense. Not that it ever goes away, but at least if it is fully in check, I will hopefully think about it even less.
Here is a recent picture of my daughters and nephew since some of you have asked for a recent picture.