My boyfriend and I have came to this site numerous times to keep up to date on new medicines and break throughs. His screen name was Guitarman.
My bofriend passed away yesterday. He was such a fighter and I'm so proud of him. Each day that he won his battle I saw a man with determination to win this battle against this monster. Initially he was give 2 to 3 months to live without treatments and the max of 10 months with treatment. He lived nearly 2 years.
In those two years he was able to see his granddaughter born, he was able to be around family and friends. We traveled to Chicago several times for his treatments, and he flew to Germany at least 7 or 8 times.
Perry and I were just friends when he was initiall diagnoised. As time went by he and I fell in love. In the begining he said before he left this world he wanted one wish to happen. To be in love again. I didn't intend to fall in love, I was there for him because he was there for me when my sister passed away with cancer a few years prior.
Funny how the Lord works. He got his wish. I feel the Lord put us together for a reason. It gave Perry a drive and a stronger Will to fight the monster. Perry also developed a awesome relationship with the Lord. I seen so many changes throughout his battle and he became the man I'd always dreamed of having. He was kinder, more loving, he became less involved in self and actually thought of others before himself. It kills me inside to think he's gone, but I know he's in good hands.
For all of you who are fighting the monster and for the caretakers and loved ones I'd like to give you a little advice. Take advantage of everyday you have. Laugh, cry, share long talks, just hold hands, do anything to add to those special memories so if the day comes to say good bye you have those memories to rewind and make you laugh.
I loved my man. But he'll never really be gone. He lives in my heart and will always live there.
God Bless Each of you.