Taylor

Last Monday I finished up at the dental office and went across the street to buy groceries before heading home. While at the store I decided to pick up the local newspaper so I could see what was happening. After putting the groceries away I sat down to read the newspaper.
There was a story on the front page that caught my eye. It was about a boy named Taylor and the battle he faced with Aplastic Anemia. In order to save Taylor the doctors would have to kill off his bone marrow and replace it with healthy bone marrow from a compatible donor. Taylor was very lucky that one of his sisters was an ideal match. To sum it all up- it is two years later and Taylor is well and healthy! Congratulations to him and his family! He is a survivor!
After reading his story I knew that I needed to talk with his mom and so I called a phone number that I thought might help me to find her.
Sure enough it did. When I tried to call her number I got the answering machine and so I just hung up and figured that perhaps it wasn't meant to be that I talk with his mom. Later in the evening I received a phone call from his mom, Monica. How grateful I am that she called me! We talked for a while and we shared our situations. We talked about many things from drugs to our emotions, to our belief in God. We talked about how to deal with the side effects of one of the drugs that both Taylor and I will have in common. Taylor made it through the chemo. His treatment was more aggressive than hopefully mine will have to be and he still made it and he is doing great. I have found a new friend in Monica, she has told me that I can call her when I need to talk. She has been through this before and she had witnessed first hand the effects of chemo therapy. She gave me some great advice but mostly she and Taylor gave me something I have been severely lacking and that is courage. I cannot think about the drugs, I just need to get in there and get the job done. I will make it, it may not be pretty, but I WILL MAKE IT!