The English translation of the article, my fellow transplantee friend wrote. (Translation by Rutsuko Goto-Aranas) It was like yesterday. For the first time in my life I fell down, but managed to call an ambulance. “I’ll be out of the hospital after this drip” That was what I thought. A year has passed since that day Something became wrong with my bone marrow That was making blood for me. Only 2 months to live, if I do nothing about it. The words of the doctor shocked me. I needed healthy bone marrow. I had to ask a donor for the blood making cells. I had to rely on the good will of my donor. That was the only way for me to live. 8 long months in the hospital I got bone marrow transplant last March 14. My life has begun for the second time. I had 39°c fever for a week. I couldn’t eat for 3 months. I lost 20 precious kilograms. “I won’t be normal again” “coz I won’t be freed from this sickness” That was my thought. “Why did it happen to me?” “Why it had to be me?” I didn’t feel that way. Rather I felt I was paying my old debt. I got out of the hospital last June 17. Finally, it began. It is only the beginning. Those who visited me in the hospital, Those who cheered me up and encouraged me, My family, My friends, My seniors, My girlfriend – How I wish I could write that! What I came to know I wouldn’t have made it If they were not around. I am so grateful to you guys. I am saying “thank you” from my heart. I won’t waste my life anymore. I will live this life with all of my strength For those couldn’t live in spite of their will to live For those who lost their way in life. It’s just a common phrase,but... “We live only once”
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 09:46:39 +0000
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