After spending the previous week in Hawai'i with my family, we returned home. And on this day last year Michael had his nephrectomy, or the day his left kidney and the tumor were surgically removed. Everything went so well. His cough seemed to improve and he was up and walking around in no time. Michael came home just a couple of days after the surgery and he recovered nicely for the first two or three weeks. We were hopeful that he would start HDIL-2 soon afterward, and that we'd get the cancer in remission and keep enjoying our life together. But that was not to be.
It's still hard to believe that just one year later he's not here. Whenever these significant dates come up on the calendar, I find myself in more of a funk than usual. I can't help but reflect back on where we were and contrast that to where I am now. Life was difficult then, but at least we were fighting the fight together. I wouldn't want Michael to be here now if he was still suffering, but I miss sharing the journey with him.