Overdue!
June 6, 2013
Yesterday I had testing done by the transplant office that will do my “Collect and Store.” I filled 15 test tubes of blood, had a bone marrow biopsy, a full body bone scan, and an EKG. Wow, it was alot.
Patty was in the room this time for the biopsy procedure. She said it looked like someone was drilling me for oil. She had to turn away. Me, I was already face down on the table as they draw the marrow from your hip on the back near your spinal column. Hey, I’ve had a knee replacement and a hip replacement. I’ve been in the medical trenches before.
I appreciate the pleasant medical personnel that attend me. Sure, they’re making good money. But I appreciate the effort on their part to keep me upbeat about the ordeal. Besides, it’s a great way to try my old jokes on new people. Life doesn’t have to be so sour.
My son, Mark, called to tell me that he was made aware of recent cancer breakthroughs in the medical industry. I appreciate all that medical science is doing to relieve suffering and cure cancer. My HOPE is still in the Lord. Every breath is a sovereign gift. The brains in the medical scientists were put there by GOD.Â
Jesus, comfort those who are mourning right now … the family of Stanton Johnston who passed yesterday from an inoperable brain tumor. Heal Scott Carter, one of our new TCS dads who drowned yesterday in Destin, Fl., and was revived on the beach. Jesus, keep us!!!
Dean P. Demos 
June 7, 2013 at 7:10 pm
Dean I am thinking of you often now as you are going through all the medical proceedures. I went through all that in 74. A special time when God brought you to me as such a special friend. You brought me a small tape player so I could listen to the “Mind Blank” Avin Moralis was bass singer. Those songs still touch me deeply when I hear them today.
At night I would tune in to Night Sounds and listen to Bill Pierce. I still listen to that almost every night. You first introduced us to that program when we were camping at Spring Lake. Ironic that is where I was headed when it happened.
Now with the surgery you have had nothing much can bother you, I know the feeling. However I would have never expected the pain when I nearly sliced a finger tip off, when the doctor put the needle up under my finger nail I did a jump off the bed thing. Drilling that screw through my leg was nothing compared to that.
You are a man who has worshiped God in a way most men never achieve. When you live life to the fullest that God has intended, when you face a possible end, you are prepared. There is no panic or trying to catch up on spiritual neglect. I know you have lived that kind of life.
So keep the faith my friend as I know you will, I hope to see you beat this thing with God’s help, we are not ready to let you go.
Love ya my friend
Bob