Thursday, September 6, 2007
Chemo #2, Part II
The part I didn't share before but should have is that as the last bag of tetracyclene or whatever was being pumped into me I just started crying. Quietly crying and I was thinking about your prayers and good vibes and positive energy. We were by a window and the warm sun was high and I just felt like the prayers were washing over me and helping, and making me cry. When it was over I felt better and felt very connected to my choir (as I like to visualize something). I think I'm an emotional wreck, but my wife and business partner both told me that today I get a free pass. Anyway, thanks choir.
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david. wow. i'm amazed by you, truly. your outlook (as far as i can tell from all that you've shared of your journey here) is remarkable and inspiring. i'm sending you strength - even though i'm pretty sure you're one of the strongest people i've met in my life, i'm sending you some anyway. and to liza, too.
Dave,
I hope you see and hear me in your choir.
I know it's a big choir, so to help you identify me - I'm the black dude with the sexy Barry White-ish voice.
- M Williams
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