Introduction – Day, Negative Six – One Hell of a Life’s Chapter

About us

Not sure who will read this, so me explaining my family seems a little odd. For the most part, readers will likely be family and a few friends, but who knows. Just in case someone reads this who does not know us, here you go. There are four of us; me (Darren), Eva, Emma, and of course, Allison. I can’t forget Rosie, our dog, and Charlie, our cat. Allison and I have been married for almost fourteen years. Eva is in the 5th grade and Emma is a third grader.

About a year and a half ago, Allison learned that she had leukemia. This blog isn’t necessarily about the beginning of this crappy journey but the end. Through God’s Grace, Allison will go back into remission, receive a bone marrow transplant, and return home to her family.

All that I ask from anyone who reads this is to stop right now and say a prayer for my wife, and Eva and Emma’s mom. Pray that the next four to five weeks go by fast and that the bone marrow transplant does what it needs to do.

“Four things let us ever keep in mind: God hears prayer, God heeds prayer, God answers prayer, and God delivers by prayer.”

Edward McKendree Bounds

Allison and I checking in at Centennial Medical Center, Day One.

So, after receiving her port, we ate at a Panera Bread, located inside Centennial Medical Center. After eating, I drove her next door to the Sarah Cannon Cancer Institute to continue the check-in process. Just before finding a place to park, Allison complained about her stomach hurting. As we got off of the elevator, on the 5th floor, she told me that she felt like she was going to pass out. Luckily, there was a couch just outside the elevator and I had her lay down. After a few minutes, a doctor, physicians assistant, rapid response team, and several nurses came out to help her. See, never boring with Allison. She definitely helped break up the monotony of sitting in a waiting room for the other patients. I heard one man say, those ports sure can be rough.

Allison in the ER of Centennial Medical Center

Well, we finally got her moved in and it’s not too bad. This will probably be the longest post because so much went on today. I’m tired and I know she’s worn out. Hopefully, I can get her to send me some photos and I can keep this thing going. Her mom is the designated visitor so I can hang with the girls. I’ll post some of our adventures as well.

After leaving the hospital, I picked up Eva and Emma and took their school’s art show. Afterwards, we went to eat at a hibachi restaurant. My plan was to post photos of us at both places. However, at the restaurant, Eva pretty much cried the whole time and Emma only some of the time because they missed their mom. Not sure what everyone thought sitting around us, and honestly, really didn’t care. Just hate it for my girls. I know it really must be a scary time of unknowns for them. But, it WILL get better.