This week after release from St. Mary’s Hospital in Reno, we passed through the surreal landscape of downtown casinos and skyscrapers shrouded by brown blankets of burning forest smoke from deep in the Sierra.
It’s been nearly a full month since my terminal cancer diagnosis. Getting to sleep in a real bed and see my lovely daughters and wife at home again feels like a blessing that no one could believe.
In addition, I returned to find out about an incredible outpouring of philanthropic support from our family, friends, and former coworkers from all over the country. Friends of friends and even people we don’t know have blessed us with well wishes. People have been swarming to our YOU GIVING PAGE to help us cover costs related to everything from medical bills to emergency travel tickets. Your support continues to bail the Ross family out at a bleak financial moment. We feel each of you with us, every day.
My medical condition hasn’t change much beyond how I describe it in previous posts. I am busy recovering from the procedures, surgeries, and weeks of inactivity that cost me mobility and basic balance. At the end of this month Amy and I will be meeting with a few oncology departments to find out what our best options are for maximizing the number of months and years I have left to enjoy this glorious life.
I came across a quote that I just loved the other day and wanted the share.
“It is not the end of the physical body that should worry us. Rather, our concern must be to live while we’re alive – to release our inner selves from the spiritual death that comes with living behind a facade designed to conform to external definitions of who and what we are.” – Elisabeth Kubler-Ross