Well, fuck

Delivering bad news is exhausting and in my experience the best way is to be direct.

I’ve relapsed. My lymphoma is back.

I’ve been at significant risk of this ever since we learned my transplant failed in Dec/January. The transplant is meant to replace my immune system that does not fight off these cancer cells. Since that wasn’t successful, my own immune system has been running the show. Now the cancer is back.

I have to be in remission to move forward with transplant. There are a few treatment options depending on what my PET scan shows. We’re hoping for a small localized relapse vs a systemic relapse. A major concern right now is I’m not exactly stable enough to endure more chemotherapy. My bone marrow is still damaged and immature from the failed transplant process.

Please pray over my medical team to make swift and just decisions.

It’s wild how life with kids still moves on amidst heartbreaking news. There’s no time to process, cry, wallow and withdraw.

  • your three year old still has meltdowns over their clothes
  • Dinner still needs to be made
  • Children still have softball and football games
  • Puppies still pee in the house
  • Homework still needs to get done
  • Fights still happen
  • Whining still happens
  • Kids don’t sit still in a restaurant

They still need us. They need our best when we feel at our very worst.

And we need you.

Thank you for being a part of my healing journey,

Danielle

My circus, my monkeys

I’m Danielle. Wife to Cullen. Mother of 3 wild spirits. Doing everything I can to stick around and watch them grow in to the humans they were meant to be.