Married is tough enough but….give your wife a needle to use on you and….well years of anger come out. Just kidding. Today was my first day of stem cell mobilization and fortunately we had our friend, a real nurse, demonstrate to my wife how to stab me with a needle. The nurse stabbed me the first time and my wife stabbed me–harder— the second time. Actually, she did pretty good. Yea, tomorrow I get stabbed again twice. Small stuff.

It is amazing to me what these drugs can do. Smart people spend years coming up with ways to improve our lives and help us with difficult diseases. I am so thankful for these drugs. Ultimately, however, God is the one that determines how long each of us live. My life is in His hands. Praise God. Thanks you all for your prayers.