In the Broadway musical “RENT” the iconic song “Seasons of Love” opened the second act and became a hit performed by Stevie Wonder.
The main lyric – 529,600 minutes – are the number of minutes in a year. You may ask, so what?
The so what, is that as the calendar turns to June 1st at 12:30am, I will be celebrating my 1-year, aka 529,600 minutes since my bone marrow transplant. In transplant lingo, on June 1st I will be one years old and will be traveling to Seattle for four days of testing including receiving my baby shots. Meaning like any newborn, I will receive my first doses of DPT, Polio and many others. I will need to wait until I am two years old for my MMR. This should allow Sharon and I to break out of our bubble a bit.
The lyrics continue:
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles
In laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?
For me I have measured my year in segments. The first 100-days in Seattle were filled with trepidation, hospital stays, daily clinic visits for IV therapy and blood testing, 24×7 oxygen supplementation, and near deafness. In spite of all this, and as part of my relentlessness nature, I was bound and determined that I would make it home. Of course, Sharon was always at my side.
The second hundred days in our home in Sacramento, was founded on getting used to my new normal. I also discovered, that like a newborn baby who lost its mothers in utero immunity, I was susceptible to simple viral respiratory illnesses. My lungs were challenged, and my medical team was concerned. Lung inhalers of various strengths were started, and I improved.
The third hundred days unfortunately were interrupted by a ruptured lumbar disc that required surgery which added a second challenge for my recovery. My daily routine included a vigorous schedule of medications, physical therapy, and learning about a side effect of bone marrow transplant – Graft versus Host Disease, in that I developed symptoms in my eyes and mouth, both treatable with local medications that I continue to require to this day.
In all this, I knew my road to recovery was to stay physically active. I have a Peloton bike and running shoes. Beginning a few days after I returned home, I have not missed a week on the bike, now a 37-week streak. I don’t run anymore, but I do walk 2-4 miles most every day.
We have been buoyed by support from family and friends. Our social engagements have been limited.
The song’s lyrics continue:
Remember a year in the life of friends,
Measure in love
It’s time now to sing out
Though the story never ends
Let’s celebrate
Yes, this will be an ongoing story, and like a fairy tale, we hope for many years of improvement and a happy ending. All in all, a celebration.
None of this would be possible without the decades of research funded and supported by the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. Dr Larry’s Team has supported these efforts for over a decade to the tune of $1 million dollars. We need to continue our efforts for those who will need this cutting-edge treatment that has benefitted me and others as well. Consider this as a pay it forward for those who may require treatment down the road.
In celebration of my first birthday please consider a donation to Dr Larry’s Team for Blood Cancer Research:
https://jcfw.fcsuite.com/erp/donate/create/fund?funit_id=1716
Sharon has been by my side through thick and thin. In spite of my needs, she has been able to pursue her artistic passion. Once again, her work has been accepted by our local Crocker Art Museum for its annual auction and now hangs in the museum. This piece has great meaning to us as the photo was taken at the Olympic Sculpture Park in Seattle. A place where we would walk to when I was up to the effort. The image is taken of a Richard Serra sculpture, named “The Wake” captured with incredible lighting. Ironically, or incidentally, this exhibit closes on my June 1st birthday. The image can be seen here:
https://bid.crockerart.org/online-auctions/crocker-art-museum/sharon-saltzman-wake-6218301
We look forward to celebrating many more “Seasons of Love.”
Sincerely,
Sharon and Larry