I woke up this morning, and looked in the mirror. The neck dissection scars are just as ugly as ever, my face is swollen (as usual) and my throats sore.

The scars on my left arm really limit what I can do with my hand...I do most everything right handed now. The problems with the fibula removal in my leg cause me to make sure I have a cane in my hand before I start downstairs.

I used to love my morning coffee. I roast my own beans...now so my wife can enjoy them. I can't taste it much anymore.

And this morning, just like every morning since last June, I thank GOD that I am here, and I appreciate how wonderful life is.

I'm hoping that you will choose that future too
Happy Easter Petey, and the same to everyone else on the Board!
Wayne