My Dad

Not many people know, but my Dad was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma in August of 2007. He has been treated with many different types of chemotherapy since then. Being across the ocean in Hawaii has made this difficult for me because I haven't really had to actually deal with it. I haven't been around him to see the side effects of his treatments, I haven't been able to go to the hospital with him like my sisters have to get chemo, I just haven't been around so it doesn't seem as real to me. My dad was a completely healthy person...one of the healthiest I know. He would run 3 miles a day, eat salad all of the time, and he is now only 53. It was the last thing any of us would have suspected. I hate that he has to go through all of this and I wish there was some easy way for it to go away. He has had such a positive attitude throughout this whole process and I am so proud of him. He is an amazing example to me and I am so proud that he is my Dad. He was admitted to the hospital on March 25th to receive a bone marrow transplant. The transplant is taking place tomorrow morning. I just want to tell my Dad that he is in mine, Todd's, and TONS of people's prayers. I know that you will make it through this. It will be hard as it already has been, but I know that you are a fighter. Please keep fighting for all of us...we want you to be around for another 30 years at least! I love you so much and I wish I could be there with you and get to visit you. I can't even put into words how much I look up to you and respect you. You have been a wonderful father, husband, grampie, coach, friend, and priesthood holder. You have always taken care of your family. You are AMAZING!
Love,
Michelle