A whirlwind tour to Israel

There is a word in Hebrew that is typical for me, which Shoshy doesn't like: LEHASPIK (to achieve doing or seeing something in a limited time-frame). How else could you see the entire family and many friends in 7 days?
It all started with the doctors objection to my traveling as planned in Dec. for the family reunion.
They gave me a short window in between treatments (while the immune system is somewhat OK) and I grabbed the opportunity with no hesitation.
Monday the 19th was a long day: a few blood transfusions (7:30-13:00), last treatment for this cycle (14:00-16:00), go home (17:00), shower, rest and at 18:00 go straight to Logan for the flight to Israel.
Thanks to our good friends in Bler Travel, we got a business upgrade which was out of this world and very helpful.

We landed in Israel as fresh as if we just made a quick trip to Natick Mall.
The visit itself was very rewarding to me. I felt very good, looked well and as you could guess, I ate a lot. The conversations with everyone were beyond my illness, thanks to the pre-emptive email. It was a good idea to put the news behind before my arrival. Many family members and friends made an effort to come, some from far away (by Israeli standards).
While in Jerusalem with my mom, she taught me a trick how to go upstairs without getting tired. It works. Up to that point I had to rest every 8 stairs, now I can go up 20.
By the way, getting very tired from going up a few stairs is how I found that I have a serious problem.
As Shoshy and I sit in Business Class on the plane to Europe, all kind of thoughts go through my mind. It's called Uncertainty.
I really don't know when will be my next visit to Israel. It really does not depend on me. I am not used to uncertainties and I don't like them at all. Saying 'goodbye' to my dad was hard. He is too old to travel. I know that other family members will probably come to Boston to see me later. Then comes the thought about the next steps in the treatment process, which for sure will be much harder.
Yet, with all the uncertainty and bumps ahead, I am more determined and optimistic in the course I have chosen to fight this battle.I owe this to my self first and to the loved ones around me.
To all the family and friends in Israel, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Special thanks to my love Shoshy, who never went to Israel on a short notice and never for less than 2 weeks with LEHASPIK in mind. She made this trip a very enjoyable one.
Signing off from 40,000 feet.
Yours,
Guy

On the move - again...

After 5 treatments my spirit is high and I never stop eating in spite of all the warnings about side effects. This is really a very good feeling, because I know that the hard part is yet to come.
In the past few months I traveled a lot on business - 7 countries, twice around the world.
When I got ill, the doctors told me: "categorically no travel".
Last summer we had planned a wonderful family reunion in Israel at the end of December.
It was clear that for me it will not be possible to travel in December with a problematic immune system.
The only possible window to travel was ... now, in the 10 days interval between cycle 1 and 2 of the treatments while my immune system is sort of OK. In consultation with the doctor I decided to travel to Israel with Shoshy for 9 days, starting on Monday night (19 Nov.). On Monday I am getting a boost for this trip (more blood), then the last chemo session of cycle-1, then go to the airport and fly to Israel. Crazy? Maybe, but possible.

I really feel well and can do it. I hope for many happy returns.

For all of you whom I am going to meet shortly, please remember: as much as I want to, I was instructed to have virtual hugs and virtual handshakes to protect me from any infections (protect me from you!).
So, I am very excited and look forward for a little adventure. After so many flights, where I flew alone, it's great to fly with Shoshy.
When you have something serious like I do and there is a cloud above your head everywhere you go, you look at small things that you otherwise ignore. At the end of every day I have adopted a motto which I say to myself: "it was another very good day!" Luckily, lately it happens every day.
This is for now. I like to take pictures and decided to share a few with you - some nice pictures of my neighborhood in Autumn. The views are simply irresistible.
Ciao, Guy

The Long March to Recovery Has Started

This is a very good week.
I had my 2nd chemo treatment and then rushed home to have a very good dinner.
In spite of all the warnings, I feel well and eat everything (and a lot).
Which reminds me that even in the most stormy seas, when the waves covered the bridge, I didn't give up any meal. Interesting enough, the US Navy had an extensive study to correlate sea sickness to any human parameter. Pre-screening of new sailors was important. They found out that people with blood type A+ are the least susceptible to sea sickness in rough seas.
That's me!
I go to work on and off and the rest of the time work from home.
So far so good, taking it one day at a time!

It's a long way to Tipperary, It's a long way to go!

This famous WW-I song was a hit with the soldiers leaving England for the front. It was popular again in WW-II.
I am in the same mood today.
My sudden illness has much in common with this song: it is going to be a long battle, there are many unknowns and the good things left behind. Yet, the spirit of this song is what I remembered well: upbeat, confidence, marching on, optimism and knowing that one day normal life will return.

In the coming weeks, months, years I will have to cope with my illness. There will be ups and downs as in any struggle and I'll do my best to remain positive all the way.

The outpouring of love, concern, sadness, desire to help and cheering from all of you - was overwhelming an I am grateful for that.
Many of you requested to be updated and I respect that. My dilemma was how to do it. Then, I recalled Inbal's blogs from Africa and decided to do the same (but much shorter...).
I am not the guy that likes to share a lot. However in my situation I would like to and this is a nice way to do it.
Having said that, the blog is NOT a replacement to the conventional, friendlier and personal means of contacting me.
Please stay in touch via calling and emailing me and enjoy the blog. i promise to be creative.

Quick update:
As of last Friday I have started chemotherapy: a cycle of several medications (some toxic) to start control the bad cells. I feel well! I also told the doctrors that if after many years in the Navy I didn't throw-up even once, I have no plans to do it now. The number of treatments depends on the feedback from the previous cycle.
Stay tuned.

Yours,
Guy