Well,
Where do I start? I really haven't a clue. I have trouble receiving common compliments, so something like this brings more joy into my life than I could ever explain. First off, I'd like to thank you all, each and every one of you. Thank you for your smiles, great wishes, positive thoughts, prayers and every ounce of love that you've sent my way. I've felt it all.
To me, nothing is more important in life than a solid community. People around you to stand up, when you're down. I've never truly realized it as I have now, that the modern world isn't such a bad place, there are tons of wonderful beautiful people out there, and this community of people should pat themselves on the back and be proud. Anyone that ever put down our industry, should take a look at this thread and rethink things.
I truly had no clue, honestly that I had made a good impression on all the wonderful people in the industry... all I've ever wanted in life was for people to love me for being me, and its astounding that so many of you have taken to me.
Thank you all for your generous financial support... the moment Adam told me that there was something under the wraps to help me out, it made me blush... (Well I tried to blush)... I really couldn't believe it... My faith in man (and woman) was never lost, but it is at its highest peak, and I can't say enough about how proud I am of this industry, and the truly amazing hearted people involved.
My internet connection here at the hospital is pretty horrible, so I'm having trouble jumping page to page, to be able to thank everyone... (I never thought they'd be such a big thread about me on gfy, lol)... But I will get to it all in due time.
So I guess a summary of the last few days is what is next:
Well as some of you know, we played a show last Saturday night, and the entire evening I had a hunch to tell people that I wasn't feeling right... something was making me feel weird... I was tired, I felt like a broken man, but just as any other time, the love of having my friends and peers around me, supporting me, and my chosen art made me feel like I always do... to put a smile on somebody?s face, and have the evening go on...
The show went pretty good, and everybody was having good time, and so it was easily forgettable that I was feeling so down. Then again, for the last couple of months I've felt a little tired and down, but wrote it off as fatigue from working, band practice...etc...
As I was driving home that evening I began to feel intense pain in right elbow... I got home around 2:30am and we all figured the pain was from playing football earlier that evening... I didn't sleep a wink that night, as the pain got progressively worse... still being the hard headed guy I am sometimes, I really just thought I could get through it with some pain meds...
In the morning I decided to do what any man should do when they're in intense pain: Call yo momma. And I did. I got there and got some stronger meds, and nothing. It wasn't until my father told me that I looked flushed, pale... that I thought I might actually be sick and need to go in... My mom forced me and got me to go with her to the ER... and after 5 hours of waiting a doctor came in with the unfortunate news.
I got moved into a room after some of the hardest moments with my mother, even the pain in my arms subsided. Nothing is like watching your mother cry for you...
At this point I get moved upstairs... (Believe me, I didn't miss the ER at all)... and after a few tests including a bone marrow biopsy, it was pretty much conclusive that I had ALL...
The next morning a blood specialist came in and told me that I was being moved to a different hospital in Seattle. He also told me that I was going to go through a few different phases, "why me?" "Mad at the world" "Sad at the world" and then he said, I'd feel like I was ready to kick this diseases ass.... I told him that I'm skipping the first few steps and am just ready to do whatever it takes to beat this....
I was in the worst pain in my life, and all I could hope for was that the pain could subside... Monday night I was moved to the University of Washington Hospital, and I can't say enough about how wonderful it has been here...
To move on quickly, last night was my third day of Chemotherapy, and each day that I've had it, I've felt less and less pain, and almost forget that I'm here for the reason that I am... I get tired very quickly, but am in great spirits... all of my wonderful friends and family stop by and give me hope and love and prayers and happiness that I could never dream of paying back. I've gotten numerous phone calls, and although its overwhelming at times, my heart feels a million times better anyways...
So here we are, I feel great, I feel fine, and reading the comments from all my family (you guys) has touched me in ways I could never explain. Sorry for the short update, but I am getting tired, lol... If this connection gives me a chance, I'm going to go through and thank all of you wonderful individuals one by one... it really means something. Take a look in the mirror: You are all amazing human beings.
To finalize:
I'm in great spirits, all I've got is time here, and all I have to do is put in the effort to beat this, and I'll be up on my feet in no time and ready to go back to being the same ole crazy Deepai.
With all the love, happiness, fondness, joy and appreciation a guy could ever send,
Deepai.
I appreciate and love you all.
p.s. sorry for all the grammatical mistakes
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