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My name is Adam Price. In 2003 I was diagnosed with Chronic Myeloid Leukema and a little over a year later, I had a bone marrow transplant. This is the journal I wrote to document my journey. Since 2003, my lovely wife and I have had three beautiful daughters, and I have gone from cancer survivor, to World Champion powerlifter. This journal was written in hopes that it could provide hope for people searching for answers after discovering that they, or a loved one have cancer. It was intended to show that a diagnosis is not a death sentence, and that with a little determination, patience, an incredible amount of support, and more than a little bit of luck, anything is possible. Thank you for stopping by. Before you go, please click on my wife's link for the RIDE TO CONQUER CANCER. She is attempting the 200km bike ride in 2010 so any contribution you could make would be greatly appreciated.

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Sunday, May 29, 2005

Day +200 Let Me Explain...No, There Is Too Much. Let Me Sum Up.

Well, it seems like this website (and Pete Rainford) are reconnecting me to old friends, old mentors (the Youngs), and a whole bunch of new friends. Since you could spend hours looking through my journal before you found anything, I've decided to put up a brief summary of my life since April 27th 2003.

First time the word Cancer was used to describe me - April 27th 2003

First night in the hospital ever - April 27th 2003

Estimated blood tests since my diagnosis - 200 (I guess about 1.2 litres of blood in total)

Number of Bone marrow biopsies - 5

Total days in the hospital due to cancer - 40

Number of doctors I know because of my cancer - 7

Estimated cost to the Alberta taxpayer and my insurance company - close to $400,000 dollars (thanks by the way)

Number of holes drilled into my bone marrow donor's hips and thighs - close to 200

Number of times I've vomited due to cancer - I've lost count. I would guess close to 1000 times since November 2004

Number of times I brutally choked on dead pieces of my esophagus - 6

Pounds lost since Nov 2004 - 40

Number of medications I've been on since April 2003 - about 30, not all at once though (daily max was about 12 at a time)

Number of times I thought I would die - 0

Those are just some of the things that I can remember that have happened to me in the last 2 years. I consider myself lucky since I know people who are in much worse shape than I'm in right now.

Getting back to the present day, I'm still fighting my head cold, but I think I might be getting better. Last night I don't remember waking up from choking on my own mucus so I consider that to be a step in the right direction. Caity is being an absolute wonder by letting me sleep as long as I want to, so I owe her bigtime when I get better. I've been feeling a bit stronger as of late, and I think that's due to the fact that I'm eating normally again. I've decided to lay off milk for another couple of months since every time I have a glass I don't feel well. My doctors at the Tom Baker say that a lot of people get Lactose intolerant after what I've went through, but they say it's usually temporary. I love milk, but I love not puking even more, so we're drinking lemonade, and taking calcium supplements for a while longer.

Caity and I went for a long walk at the dog park yesterday. Normally I'm wiped out by the end of a walk, but lately I seem to be feeling better and better after walking. I'm avoiding going for a hike in the mountains for a while since flat ground is still a challenge for me, but I'm trying to take very small baby steps, and I'm also trying to be proud of what I've accomplished, rather than disappointed about what I can't do yet.

That's it for today, talk to you later.

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