Saturday, November 7, 2009

Family Picture 1 Month Prior to Transplant

This was the gang together for my daughter, Heather's graduation from Columbia law school.

It is rare to catch all the Koffmans in one photo. And none of us with bunny ears or goofy faces.

That trip to New York City was my last air flight for quite a while. My transplant happened about a month after this photo. In retrospect, my cancer was on a fast march then, but was halted in its track by the drastic procedure.

Now it is almost a year and a half later, and I have recovered well enough to make two trips back to Manhattan from SoCal in 9 days, but am sick enough to worry about when and how I will fair with a second transplant.

And I am on edge about the trip and my speech.

Why am I so emotionally broiled for the short keynote address I am giving at the Ezer Mizion fundraiser on the upper east side? I speak regularly in front of hundreds of doctors on topics that are not particularly my specialty and walk away with rave reviews. I even did a comedy routine about leukemia and got some good laughs. This will be a friendly crowd of 50 or so.

I guess I really do know why. These are the people that found my donor. Without these people, without these people....... I don't even want to think about that.

I want to do my best by them. Not just because they are a great non profit organization, which they are, not just because they save lives, which they do, but because of the cold reality that I will need them again to come through for me.



Blogger Alison said...

Be well and strong - you're doing fine! I think they will all think the same. I enjoyed seeing all your family.

November 8, 2009 at 1:43 AM  
Blogger Dragon Slayer said...

You wouldn't be human if you weren't a little nervous. You are a GREAT public speaker-I heard you in Niagra. Just be who you are to people-that will never fail. Break a leg

November 8, 2009 at 7:49 AM  
Blogger pkenn said...

The fact that they are the reason you are able to be there makes you all the more special to them, also. Think of the experience as a love fest. You can't go wrong on this one! Hang some hippie beads around your neck and have a good time!

November 8, 2009 at 2:02 PM  

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