It’s safe to say 2015 was by far the craziest year of my life.
It was a rollercoaster of bad news, pain, and discomfort that was repeatedly countered with overwhelming swells of love and support from friends and family.
The finally of my 2015 all came to a crescendo with my sister getting hitched on New Years Eve. It was quite the night to remember – my sister looked absolutely stunning as she walked down the isle to trade the Gates name for Galbraith, there were over 200+ friends and family from all over in attendance, and I had the honor of officiating the actual wedding ceremony (which was pretty nerve wracking for me).
Admittedly, I was a bit worried – I hadn’t been feeling all too well in the days leading up to the ceremony and was terrified of passing out behind the alter mid-vows or something, totally ruining everything.
Luckily, it all went according to plan and I was even able to somewhat keep up with everyone despite the fact that for the past five months I’ve been spending main exercise has been comprised of of a few sets of moving from the bed to couch and back (unfortunately, my dance floor stamina just isn’t what it used to be).
It’s been a while since my last health update because frankly, there really hasn’t been much news lately (which is kind of a good thing).
For my treatment protocol I basically go through five phases of chemotherapy. Just before the wedding I wrapped up phase 3, ending with another bone marrow biopsy which thankfully is still clear of any detectable Leukemia!
Based on my treatment plan, that means I have two phases left. Phase 4 is supposed to last about two months and from what I can tell, is probably going to suck comparatively to my other phases. Unfortunately, I’ve developed a little cough/cold (I’m assuming it’s from the wedding) so I’m having to delay starting until that goes away, but hopefully I’ll get started soon so I can get this over with.
The 5th and final phase actually lasts three years and is primarily for maintenance purposes. After being diagnosed just a few months after my 26th birthday, it’s kind of crazy to think that I’ll be every bit of thirty-years-old by the time this is all said and done (if everything goes to plan).
I find myself daydreaming pretty frequently about what I want to do when this is all over and I have to stop myself. Though I think it’s good to have goals and things to look forward to, 2015 has taught me that life sometimes has other ideas for you and your plans and that’s ok. I feel like I’m one of the lucky ones – to get diagnosed a serious health condition and to have things going well and in the right direction – but deep down part of me is still waiting for the other shoe to drop.
All in all, I have the best team of doctors and nurses, friends and family I could ever ask for and I’m going to keep moving forward full steam ahead.
Thanks and love to all of you – Brock