I Drank The Water

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Now I Really Need Your Help

4/15/2014

 

January 7, 2014.  The day I was operated on.  The day they removed my kidney and a few other parts.  Do you know what I remember most about that day, as well as the days leading up to my surgery? I remember your support, your cards, your phone calls, your emails, your Facebook post, but most of all I remember your prayers.  I could feel the power of those prayers and I humbly thank you.  So far, so good.

One of the first things I did when I was diagnosed with cancer was vow to ride 100 miles on June 1, in Katelynn’s Ride.  Katelynn’s Ride is my charity bike ride that raises money to fund cancer research and treatment. Almost $2M raised to date.  Thing is I never get to ride in my own event because I’m busy organizing and running the event.  But this year is different.  Cancer ticked me off.  I’m riding 100 miles to show cancer I’m up for the fight, I’m not running scared.  So I’ve been training for this bike ride and to be honest with you it’s hard.  Harder than in the past.  Fitness is coming slowly but I’ll be ready come June 1.

Since I don’t like to suffer alone I created Team K.C.A. (kickin’ cancer’s ass). To date I have 46 Team members joining me June 1.  Some are riding the 100 miles with me while others are riding 50, 25, 10 miles or doing the walk.  Doesn’t matter what the course, we are all brothers and sisters in arms.  Dedicated to making a difference in the fight against cancer.

Back when I announced I would be doing the 100 mile ride so many of you said you would join me that I was thought Team K.C.A. would have 460 members instead of 46.  I understand the emotion, the getting caught up in the moment, the absolute best of intentions, and I also understand that reality gets in the way.  So maybe you can’t physically join me on June 1, but there is another way you can help.  I not only vowed to ride 100 miles but I also committed to personally raise $2500 for Katelynn’s ride.  So if you are unable to join me for Katelynn’s Ride or Walk please consider making a donation to my personal fundraising page @ http://www.active.com/donate/kride2014/2014KRideDWillia.

Wednesday, April 16th, I have my 3 month checkup to make sure this cancer is really gone.  Fingers crossed.

 

Dan Williams

 

 

 

 

Ouch!

1/29/2014

When writing a blog it’s important to have a topic in mind when you sit down in front of your key board.  Without a clear direction in mind you end up writing something that resembles Clark Griswold taking his family on Vacation.  Let’s see if we end up at Walley World or the bottom of the Grand Canyon.

 

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I had my cancer surgery January 7, at Brigham and Women’s Faulkner Hospital in Boston, and it went very well.  So well that the performing surgeon, Doctor Chang, was practically giddy over the procedure.  Six incisions, removal of one kidney, one ureter, a quarter size snip of the bladder and lymph nodes.  Pain?  Not much.  I actually had to ask the nurse to take away the morphine because it was like hitting a 10 penny nail with a sledge-hammer.  For the most part Tylenol worked fine.  I was up and walking the day after surgery, home in two days.  Biggest problem was bladder spasms from the catheter I had for a week after the operation.  Once removed life was much better and the only obstacle left was waiting on the pathology report.  It took ten days to get that report due to the volume of material that needed examined.  Doctor Chang called me on a Sunday, and told me the report came back “favorable”.  Low grade tumor, confined to the ureter tube, clean lymph nodes, got it all, see you in three months.  Kim burst into tears when I told her the good news and you can bet that I was a happy guy, for a minute.

That’s right, a minute.  You’re thinking, “why only a minute?  It’s all good news…heck it’s all great news”.  Right you are.  Great news.  No chemo.  No radiation.  No follow-up surgeries.  None of the crap that my friend Bo Sullivan is dealing with as I write this. So why only a minute?  I don’t know.  I really don’t, and that’s what makes this so hard to write.  The insurance company nurse calls every once in a while to check up on me and she always asks if I’m feeling a little blue, a little down.  She says it’s normal to feel this way after an operation and anyone given a cancer diagnosis has the wind taken out of their sails for a while.  Her words only help a little and mostly I feel guilty about my feelings.  So many of you have been so supportive in so many ways that I feel you deserve better from me.  And what about those who are truly suffering the wrath of cancer?  They have a right to feel down, to feel blue, not me.  I only have the right to feel blessed, because I am.

Every morning when I wake up I hope for a better day, and they are slowly getting better.  Today I’m joining my daughter and her Kindergarten class to walk barefoot through cooked pasta and Jello.  Then I’ll help them write about how it felt. No doubt today will be a good day.  Tomorrow, Kim is back from the Bahamas and that’ll be great because I really missed her.  Saturday, I’m finally back behind the microphone at Rock 102 and I can hardly wait. Next week, it’s back on the bike for me, and you know that’ll lift my spirits.

So things are getting better and I imagine I’ll eventually get to Walley World, but much like the Griswold’s trip, it’s going to take a while, with a longer than expected visit to the Grand Canyon.

…..and yes I have every intention of riding 100 miles in Katelynn’s Ride come June 1…….

Thank you Kim for being my strength.  I love you.

 

1-13-2014

Divine Intervention

Before I share this chain of events with you, I want you to know two things: to the best of my knowledge this is an exact accounting of the strange events that led to my surgery on 1-7-2014, and secondly, it’s true what you hear, there really are no atheists in a foxhole.

Do you believe in divine intervention? Do you feel as though you’re not alone walking through this world?  Someone has your back?  I feel that way.  Always have.  It’s just that recently the events of my life make me feel as though they’ve been scripted out and I am just a player in my life. I don’t want you to think I’m complaining, I’m not.  I’m happy to have the Lord keeping an eye on me.  Why me? I don’t know. You’d think he would have more important things to tend to than me, but He’s always been there with me, for whatever reason, and I’ve never needed his help more than I did this past week.

I consider myself a pretty tough guy.  Done some hard things. Threshold for pain: high, unless it’s a cold, then I am a baby.  But we all have our Achilles heel, a weakness. Mine is getting poked and prodded by medical professionals looking to find what’s wrong with me. HATE having my blood pressure taken, HATE having an EKG, HATE stress tests,and I was pretty sure I would really HATE the PET scan I was scheduled to take on January 3rd.  Stress level: off the charts. To the rescue comes my health insurance company,with a simple phone call on January 2nd, telling me that the PET scan  scheduled for the next day had been disapproved and we’d need to settle for a CT scan.  Some people would be upset about this turn of events.  Not me. I figured if the Lord thought I needed a PET scan I’d be getting one.  If he thought a CT scan was all I needed then I was good with that. Who am I to argue.  Stress Level: Medium.

Next up, the weather.  January second brought a pretty good snowstorm to the region, and although I drive a Wrangler, I still wasn’t looking forward to driving to Brigham and Women’s Faulkner Hospital for a 9:15 pre-op appointment early in the morning on untreated roads..  Stress Level: High.

The Fix.

The PET Scan had been scheduled for 9:15, but since that was canceled, it was the CT scan at 3:45, shortly after my pre-op testing ended. We didn’t leave for Boston until 10:20, and while the roads weren’t perfect they were a lot better than they would have been at 6 AM.  Added bonus: light traffic and an empty hospital.  Stress Level: Low. Kim and I even had time to stop for a nice dinner on the way home.  Thank you Lord.

Insurance company curve ball time. Now it’s Monday, January 6, one day away from scheduled operation.  Stress Level: Medium-High. All systems are a “go”.  Green light time. Everyone out of the airplane, jump! jump! jump!…stand down…phone call…insurance company. Screech!

“Hello Mr. Williams”

“Yes”

“This is your health insurance company, we’d like to inform you that Brigham and Women’s Faulkner  Hospital is not in network,  you can still use it but it will cost you twice as much money.”

“But you told us that Brigham and Women’s was in network”

“Brigham and Women’s is in network. Brigham and Women’s FAULKNER is not”

Stress Level: Very High

Many phone calls and emails later.

“Hello Mr. Williams?’

Yes”

This is your health insurance company, we’d like to inform you that Brigham and Women’s Faulkner  Hospital is in network after all.  Good luck with the surgery.”

Goes to show, even the Lord has a hard time dealing with insurance companies. Stress Level: Medium.

Tuesday morning Kim and I are up early to drive to Boston. Weather is fine. My son is getting Jillian off to school.  Our neighbor will get Jill off the bus. The ride to Boston is pleasant,  Registration is a snap and before I know it I’m lying in the pre-op room on a hospital bed, sporting the latest in Johnny gowns, waiting for my 9:00 departure to the operating room, Stress Level: Medium.  All is well, or so it would seem.

Remember when you were a kid and you would lie awake in bed at night listening to your parents talking? Rarely could you understand what they were saying, but it was comforting to hear the murmur of their voices.  Kind of the “white noise” of your life. That’s how it was in pre-op.  Me, lying in bed, the nurses busy doing what they needed to do, a quiet, yet comforting murmur of voices. Stress Level: Medium Low.  Then the phone rang, and as I lie in my hospital bed, sporting the latest in Johnny gown wear, I knew in my heart this would not be good.  I could hear the nurse on the phone saying nothing more than, “uh-huh, okay, I understand, will do.”  I felt like I did when I was a kid and the phone would ring in our house. My mother would answer and pretty much use the same words the nurse was now using, and I knew when the phone call ended, it would not be good news for me.

“All surgeries are cancelled!” shouted the nurse. Stress Level: High

It seemed a sewage pipe at Brigham and Women’s Hospital in Boston had burst. Mind you, not just any old sewage pipe, but the main sewage pipe that ran through their ICU floor and Operating Rooms, thus contaminating everything and everyone. They needed to move patients fast and every available bed was needed at Brigham and Women’s Faulkner hospital, including mine.

Stress Level: Very High

So as I lay there on my hospital bed, in my Johnny gown, listening to Dr. Chang  explain the situation to me and how we’d most likely need to reschedule, all I could really hear was my mother’s voice after she got off the phone with my school.

“So you got in a fight today at recess…no TV for a week.”

Enter: Divine Intervention

One person scheduled for surgery at Brigham and Women’ Faulkner Hospital on Tuesday January 7th, 2014 received their operation. Me. Through the persistence of Dr. Chang and the nurses in pre-op, the understanding and compassion of the hospital administrators, and a gentle nudge from above, I got my operation. When I woke up in the recovery room some 6 hours later and saw my wife’s beautiful face I knew everything was going to be fine, and as I clicked my morphine button everything was… fine.

Stress Level: Very Low

Thank you Kim for being my strength.  I love you.

 

1-1-2014

Having spent so many hours, and so many miles of my life riding a bicycle, the vernacular can’t help but creep into my everyday vocabulary.

To CRACK – Means pain in the world of cycling.  Riding in  that breakaway, at the front, ahead of the peloton, until they CRACK you.  Then the riders you’d been spending the day with, out front, ride away from you.  The peloton passes you and you’re left to finish on your own.

You can crack on flat roads, on short steep climbs or long gradual climbs. I’ve cracked on all of them and it makes for a long day.  Last night I cracked.  It wasn’t on the flats or the hills, it was in my bedroom.  That’s where I cracked.  Sitting on my bed. I cracked because my gas tank was empty. One more hill I wasn’t expecting,  I had nothing left in me.

On the bike when I’ve cracked, my good friend, Steve Stark, would usually drag me back to where I needed to be by putting me on his rear wheel and hitting the accelerator.  Last night, in our bedroom, my beautiful wife gave me her wheel and punched the accelerator to bring me back to where I needed to be. In doing so she missed a night’s sleep, a tough thing to do when your alarm goes off at 2:00 in the morning…but that’s love and that’s one of the reasons I love her.

So last night, as the amazing Phil Liggett would say, I found myself in “great difficulty”.  Cancer cracked me. Today, I’m back in the peloton.  A little weary, a little cautious, but back.  The thing about this race is that it’s long and hard with a mountain top finish, and nobody makes it to the top without a great team helping them.  My team is my family, friends, and even my long deceased Dad, whose hand I’ve felt in the middle of my back on long climbs, especially during RAAM 1998.  Although I never met Kim’s Dad, Roy, I’ll bet he’s standing side by side with my Dad ready to push me to the top of the hill.

My team is also you, and I thank you for your support.  You can’t begin to imagine how much it means to me.  Here’s to a happy 2014 for all of us!

Thank you Kim for being my strength.  I love you.

 

 

12-16-2013

I’m Okay

Really, I am.  I get the whole cancer thing…I mean, I really do understand it.  Having spent years fundraising for cancer research and treatment and sharing  the happiness of remissions and the sadness of death, this has given me a keen insight into the world of cancer.  I understand why it is that, when we hear the news that someone we know has cancer, our first thought is, “How long do they have before the grim reaper comes knocking on their door?”  We think of the horrible depression s/he must be suffering knowing they have cancer.  The lights in the house are dim and the mood is morose.  How else could it be?  It’s cancer.  I understand it’s that way for some people, and no doubt for good reason, but it’s not that way for me.

You see, I’m pretty lucky.  While it’s true I do have bladder cancer, and yes, they’ll be removing some parts come January, the truth is, I feel fine.  Actually, I feel better than fine, I feel great, and my spirits are high, even without medical marijuana.  I have a great prognosis. I’m in no pain. I don’t feel ill and I’m very much looking forward to the holidays. That’s not to say things couldn’t change in a heartbeat come January, and if they do we will deal with it.  Physically, I am very lucky.  I ride my bike an hour a day almost every day and lift weights on a regular basis as well.  I think of it as preparation for battle.

Mentally, it’s more of a challenge.  Please don’t think for a moment that I’m nonchalant about this cancer thing.  Trust me, I know the enemy very well and would never consider victory to be a given.  However, I am not afraid of cancer just as I’m not afraid to fly.  A strange analogy?  When I fly I’m stressed about getting off the ground because I hate the hassle of a delay.  Once in the air, I am happy to relax and put my trust in God and the pilot and crew. If the plane were to suddenly point nose down and head for mother earth, I would say a quiet prayer, tell my wife and daughter I love them, and prepare for the next great adventure. I look at my operation the same way.  Right now my life is being delayed by cancer and I hate the hassle.  Come take off, I will put my trust in God and  Dr. Chang and his staff.  If my plane heads towards mother earth I will be at peace knowing my daughter will be with her beautiful,strong, loving mother and her memories of her dad’s love will stay with her forever.  Also, knowing I paid that last life insurance premium helps.

Most of my friends and family are surprised by my upbeat attitude and good health when we talk on the phone or meet in person, and I understand why.  Hey, it’s cancer.  But we can talk about it.  We can joke about it.  It’s not the pink elephant in the room.  Life is good and right now I’m okay.  Really, I am.

Thank you Kim for being my strength.  I love you.

 

12-09-13

Surprised

It was only a week ago today that I posted my first blog entry to let you know that I had been diagnosed withe bladder cancer.  If prayers, positive energy, and kind words could cure cancer I would be writing this as my last blog entry to tell you my cancer is gone.  I can’t possibly thank you enough for your support, as it means the world to us.

After posting my first blog, much to my surprise, old friend Ray Kelly of the Republican wrote a story about me on MassLive.  From there the story was picked up by some of the radio trades, including Net News and All Access.  To be honest, I was shocked at all the attention.  I never expected it.  The nice thing is I’ve heard from old friends I worked with years ago, like Bill Hess in DC and Pat McKay in NH.  I was contacted by a fellow radio junkie in Montana, Jerry Puffer, who also had bladder cancer.  Steve Sykes touched base with me after 14 years.  He’s all grown up now. And it was great to hear from O’B…I’ll see you at our holiday party on January 17th, tho I probably won’t feel much like dancing.  I even heard from a former friend offering her support.

My agent, Lee Strasser, suggested I was willing to do almost anything to keep my name out there. Neighbors, friends, family, co-workers and the FaceBook community have all offered to help however possible.  Overwhelming?  Well, for a man who’s mostly gone it alone, this response is absolutely overwhelming and I am humbled by your kindness.  It’s times like this you learn who your friends are and aren’t.  Like Santa, I’m keeping a list.

But enough about me. As thankful as I am for all the support and love coming my way, I am more thankful for the support and love being shown to Kim.  If you’ve ever been in the place we now find ourselves, then you know how difficult cancer is on the entire family.  To be truthful, I think this is more traumatic for Kim than for me.  I know the enemy and I am prepared for battle.  That is my focus.  My only focus.  For Kim, the battle is much larger.  The logistics alone are immense: How much time off from work do I need to take?  What days do I take off? How will I get you to Boston?  How will I get Jill to school? Will I be here to get her off the bus?  What about meals? What about karate…Jill has class tonight? It goes on and on and on.  Throw in the fact that she’s been down this road before with her father, who lost his battle to cancer at age 58, the same age I am now,  and it becomes an  almost impossible situation for her.  And most importantly,  she must stay strong…for me. No chinks in the armor or I might fall apart.  But she is strong, and with your love and kindness she will stay strong and she will give me the strength I need.

So, next summer when Kim and I are in the Outer Banks of NC, sitting in our beach chairs watching our beautiful daughter play in the surf, we will raise our red cups in a toast to you, for your kindness will never be forgotten.

 

Thank you Kim for being my strength.  I love you.

 

12-2-2013

No Free Pass

My name is Dan Williams.  Many of you know me from my years on the radio in Springfield,  MA.  For those of you who don’t know me I offer this quick synopsis.  From 1973 to 1976, I served in the United States Marine Corps and was stationed at Camp Lejeune, NC.  I, along with a million Marines and their families, were poisoned by cancer-causing chemicals in the base drinking water. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camp_Lejeune_water_contamination  After my discharge I started my Springfield radio career.  I had the absolute pleasure of working with my talented wife, Kim,  for 16 years doing morning drive radio. Kim is now doing morning radio in Hartford, CT and I’m on the air on Rock 102 in Springfield.  We live in a nice house and we have a fantastic 5 year old daughter named Jillian.  We are happy and blessed.  That, however, does not mean life is not without its challenges and 2013 has proven to be the most challenging of all.

Throughout my 30-plus years on the radio I’ve had the good fortune of being involved with the Jimmy Fund and the Dana Farber Cancer Institute.  I’ve served on the Jimmy Fund Council of Western MA for many years.  I’ve won several prestigious awards for my commitment in the fight against cancer.  I’ve participated in Jimmy Fund Radiothons.  I’ve ridden my bicycle across our country twice to raise money for the Jimmy Fund.  I helped create Katelynn’s Ride to raise money for the fight against cancer and to support the Jimmy Fund and Baystate Medical Center.  To date, I’ve proudly helped raise two million dollars in the fight against cancer.  And now… cancer is pissed at me.

You see, cancer has come knocking on my door in the form of bladder cancer. Not a surprise, really, as I’ve expected this visit.  Cancer is asking me, “You talk the talk but do you walk the walk?”  Two years ago they found a blockage in my ureter, the tube that connects the kidney to the bladder.  The tumor had already killed off the kidney and the doctor suggested we keep an eye on the growth in my ureter.  Two years later and I’m in the hospital with blood clots in my calf and the tumor has grown considerably.  November 17th I meet with Dr. Chang at Brigham and Women’s Hospital and it’s decided the kidney, ureter and a snip of my bladder need to come out.  Robotic surgery.  A few small incisions.  3 days in the hospital.  As long as the tumor is contained a quick recovery can be expected. But is it contained?  A PET scan on January 3rd will answer that question.  The operation will take place January 7th.  But do I “walk the walk” in the fight against cancer?

I’ve always been a fighter, never asking anyone for anything. For better or worse I’ve always fought my demons alone…one on one.  But now this fighter is on the ropes taking some serious body blows and wondering what to do next.  At least that’s how I felt until last night when God whispered the answer in my ear and my path became very clear.  I am going to “walk the walk” and you’re going to walk it with me. Come June 1, I plan on being back on my bike for the 100 mile Katelynn’s Ride.  I plan on having you join me and together we are going to raise a lot of money in the fight against cancer.  Together we are not only going to “talk the talk” but we are going to “walk the walk” in this fight against cancer.  I’m asking you to fight this demon with me.  I’m asking you to stand side by side with me. I’m asking you to help me kick cancer’s ass.

So cancer, thank you for coming to visit me, because you have stirred a passion in me that had gone dormant. You and I have done battle for many years and soon our most vicious battle will take place, and you will lose.

Thank you Kim for being my strength.  I love you.

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  1. Melisa Prescott says:

    One day at a time Dan. It is not easy finding positive on a daily basis. I try to positive….even if I am just positive things suck I am positive.

    Humor helps, the ones you love help, and a community that cares. It was humbling to me all the help we were given during my recovery. I am forever thankful and my thoughts are with you.

  2. Lorraine Daudelin says:

    Hi Dan, I’m so glad you made it through and had no doubts :) God is with you and he will help you to be strong, keep the faith and things will all work out! Praying for your continued recovery, you will be doing lots of things in no time!

  3. Judy says:

    My ❤ goes out to you and your family… You are strong willed and with the help of family and friends you will beat this !!!! You and Kim have for years done so much for the community and now it’s time for those whom love and care for you to give back to you… We will be there for you and just always know prayers and positive thoughts go your way

  4. Christine Balise says:

    Dan, I just walked in the “Family” shoes of the cancer demon and I know all too well the stress that goes with it.. My Dad just lost his 11 month fight with Acute Myeloid Leukemia in Oct. But just like you, He fought with everything he had, but because of his age, (80) he wasn’t a candidate for the bone marrow transplant.. You remind me so much of my dad, Your love of family and worrying about those around you, especially Kim, instead of yourself, is quite admirable. We had the love and support of so many people that offered to drive him to Boston daily for his ‘trial treatments’ when we couldn’t ourselves, Prayers were endless, the list just goes on..You have touched so many other people’s lives and now it’s your turn let others reach out to you, Kim and Jillian.. You Will Beat This and you Will walk your beautiful daughter down the aisle one day.. Prayers to you and your family Dan, stay strong <3

  5. Rosemary Oligino says:

    Dan and Kim, I listened to you every morning on that other station. After your departure I never turned them on again. I’ve tried to follow you from your own Dan and Kim show, to where you are now. So happy you stayed in the area and we still have you. You have a hugh fan base that are willing to do whatever we can to help all of you. I feel for you and what you are going through, as my daughter-in-law at the age of 29 is in stage 4, and is going to leave my son as well as 10 year old twins. It’s a hard fight, and I pray for you and your family that they found this early and knowing you, you will be fine. Your a strong person with an even stronger wife by your side. Fight the fight, and WALK the WALK. I have faith you will be fine. Prayers to you and Kim, and lots of love from your fans. Rose

  6. frank andruss sr says:

    Hearing this News is certainly one of sad news, but I will not be like the others to say i am sorry, only that my prayers will be heading your way, and that having had the pleasure of not only working with you and Kim, but knowing something about you, I feel that you will be one of those people to KICK CANCERS ASS. God Bless, and you are right, Kim is a wonderful Wife and strong person, that will see you through this most difficult time. As the Skipper of PT-302 would say before each mission, “GO GET UM’.

  7. Linda says:

    I have been following you and Kim for MANY MANY years! I miss your on air banter! Worse mistake they could have made not renewing your contract! I was so sad!
    I wanted to write and let you know that I admire your courage and GREAT outlook on the “cancer thing”
    You are truly an inspiration to us all.
    You will be in my thoughts and prayers for a speedy recovery!
    God Bless!

  8. Kathy Morgan says:

    I just read about you having bladder cancer and I don’t know what to say, other than you will be in my prayers and if anyone can beat it, you will. You and Kim are a great team, I miss hearing the two of you together on the radio. I was just posting to Kim the other day about the elf on the shelf antics:) you are a special family and you have a lot of people caring about you and we are all in your corner.

  9. Lynne says:

    My heart goes out to you. I loved listening to you when you had your show on Mix 93.1 in Springfield. I am from there originally and got y Springfield fix every morning. I will keep you and Kim and Jillian in my thoughts and prayer. You are a strong person. You can beat this and be in Kride in June. You will kick cancer’s ass.

  10. Dot Scott Tedeschi says:

    My first thought after reading your blog………..not sure if you remember this but more than once when I was eating an orange, you would chase me and then squeeze the orange in my hand. Weird right but that is what I thought of. Please treat the cancer the way you did my oranges soooo many years ago!
    We are thinking positive thoughts for you!

    • Dan & Kim says:

      What a great analogy and yes that was a very long time ago. I can’t honestly say I remember doing that to you but it certainly sounds like something I would do!

      • Anonymous says:

        Just catching up on your blog. Happy to hear all is going well. Spring is around the corner and hopefully life will once again get back to normal for all of you. So happy for you that it is a happy….continuing story :)

  11. George Murphy says:

    I am with you buddy…have been for 30 years…will be for another 30…God bless you and the clan…and keep on rockin’ in the free world…or I’ll cancel your show….Murphy

  12. Jen says:

    Hi Dan, My heart goes out to you. Your a great person and you and Kim have been supporting the Jimmy Fund for years. You will be on that bike for Katelynn’s Ride…be strong. If I can do anything for you…please let me know.

    thoughts and prayers go out to you and Kim, Jillian and your family,

    Jennifer Guilmain

  13. Michelle says:

    Sorry to hear of this. You are a fighter and will beat this. Stay strong..

  14. karen says:

    Dan, My best wishes go out to you. I am facing surgery tomorrow. Gastric Bypass.different I know. I was the one who walked up the slide at the Big E.and then you did it. It was not easy going up the steps so I decided. It was time to get healtly and ward off bad health demons. I could Not Walk far before,I am hoping by june I six months out to walk for cancer. You have inspired me by your story. Thank you karen remember you walked those steps on the slide.

  15. STeve says:

    Welcome to the club. I joined the cancer club in 2000 with prostate cancer at the young age of 48. I have had 4 skin cancers since then. My wife was diagnosed and treated for breast cancer last year; 1 lumpectomy, 4 chemos and 32 radiation treatments. Prostate cancer was nothing compared to what she went through.

    We are all survivors. Last year I put my Trek Madone 6.9 on the rack and stayed home rubbing my wife’s shoulders. This year, I didn’t take it out at all but rode the bike paths with my wife. You can say what you will about Lance, but the Livestrong program at the Y is great. It helped my wife come back.

    Next year is our year. I will ride the good bike with my friends and the bike path bike with Linda. As you probably know, life is a little sweeter now. Don’t sweat the small stuff. Guess what? It’s all small stuff.

    Hang in there. You can’t change the situation you are in, but you sure are in control of the attitude.

    I hope to see you in June. I’ll be the bald guy riding the silver and grey Trek Madone 6.9. Good Luck!
    STeve

  16. Bob Martin says:

    Dan I am so sorry to hear of this. But I know if anyone can beat this thing, it is you. Prayers to you and to Kim. I am disabled now so riding will be out for me, but if I can make a monetary donation, I most certainly will. Keep me posted buddy. Love ya!

  17. Laura Kelley says:

    Good luck, Dan! We are with you in spirit and support you with donations and encouraging words!

  18. Jan Weldon says:

    Dan my thoughts and prayers go out to you Kim and Jilly, I have no doubts about you being a fighter, you will beat this demon and when the day comes for Jilly to be married you will be the one walking her down the aisle! March on Marine!!!!!!!!

  19. Dianne says:

    Thank you for sharing your story…keep blogging – your strength and positive thoughts are inspirational. You are in my thoughts and the thoughts of so many. Looking forward to being a part of June 1!

  20. Lynn Bolton says:

    Dan,

    Just heard the news and wanted to let you know that my thoughts and prayers are with you. My husband too was stationed at Camp Lejeune and although they try to say his cancer is not related to the contaminated water in our hearts we know it is. Keep fighting the fight and know that there are lots of people who are there fighting with you. Say hi to Kim and Jillian for me.

  21. Sherri & Henry & Amanda Orszulak says:

    Thoughts and prayers sent to you!

  22. Michael Brunelle says:

    Dan,I am from City Line Delivery Team. I have lost count but I think Kride 2014 will be my 7th or 8th ( I count by tee shirts in my dresser). I would be honored if you grabbed my wheel for a while. I’ll pull you brother! Now go kick some cancer butt.

  23. Brandy says:

    Hang in there Dan! You have a lot of people standing with you and we’re not going anywhere! Thank you for giving us the opportunity to support you in your fight. Never give up!

  24. Dan and Kim, listened to you for many years on that other station. Missed you but eventually found Kim and now I know what station you’re on Dan. You and your daughter are in my thoughts and prayers. Although my bike riding years are long gone I know you’ll kick cancer’s ass!!

  25. missy says:

    I stand by you and will support you in any way. No surprise you choose to walk the walk….stay strong and I will keep you in my prayers.

  26. Pam says:

    Thank you for sharing your story. My husband and I are here at Dana Farber Brigham and Women’s right now, as cancer knocked on our door in August 2013. My husband is having a stem cell transplant this Thursday. The staff the doctors and all those families we have met are amazing and we would love to help you fight this fight. While my husband and I may not ride a bike we will help in any way we can to give back. I grew up in Western Mass and served in the Military too, my husband was a dedicated firefighter for 30 years so he too knows what it’s like to give of self for others. I would love to hear more of your future plans to kick some cancer butt!!! Thank you again!

  27. Jerry says:

    Dan, I am not surprised that you would fight From the first time we met I knew your commitment was true. You are an inspiration and a role model to many I may only ride 25 miles again this year but my commitment remains I will ride till I can ride no more

  28. Christine Johnston says:

    Hi Dan
    3 years ago my father was diagnosed with bladder cancer. We also went to Brighams. He had his bladder removed and now has a urostomy bag. So happy with our surgeons and that hospital. Other than having his new bladder on the outside of his body, his life is pretty fulfilled. He and my mother travel a lot and he loves to play golf. There are some great online support groups specifically for b.c. Let me know if you need any information.

  29. Melisa Prescott says:

    Dan,

    I have followed you both since your departure from that other radio station and have enjoyed you both so much. A year ago November I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I know what those words mean. They are scary and it was not something I ever wanted to go through but there was not a choice. I made it through and just doing the touch up now to get this back to normal.

    I was lucky, my adventure was easy. I have heard so many horror stories and feel I got out of it easy. Continue to blog. I have often thought of it but wouldn’t know where to start.

    I am not writing to talk about me really. I am writing to say that it think it is great that you have been able to turn this around. You will make a difference for so many.

    I will keep checking in, I Will find some way to be a part of this with you. Cancer stinks and it needs to be taught a lesson!!!

  30. Nancy says:

    You can beat this. God is on your side!!!!!!!! Best wishes~~~~

  31. Kristen cummings says:

    My thoughts and prayers to you. I have no doubt you will kick cancers add.

  32. Dave says:

    Dan, I had a similar procedure done very recently. A cancerous growth removed from my kidney. Also done with robotic surgery. The robot is great! Much faster recovery. All I can say is get up and walk as soon as they let you. Once they saw me walking laps around the hospital floor the sent me home sooner then they thought!

    Best of luck to you. You have got this!

  33. donna wright says:

    Dan: My prayers are with you and Kim and Jillian. You can beat this.

  34. Dave says:

    Dan, just had a similar procedure to remove a cancerous growth on my kidney. Robotics are amazing and cut down the healing time. In my case they believe they got it all and I pray the same for you. Best of luck, and from recent experience get up and walk around as soon as they will let you!

  35. Maria MacDonald says:

    Well what can I say, thoughts and prayers are the usually pleasantries but I will say kick cancer’s ass Dan! I’m sure everyone That you’ve come In contact with will say the same. You are strong and will fight the fight!

  36. Joanne says:

    Dan, I have no doubt in my mind that you will walk this walk and you’ll take it straight out the door. I did Katelynn’s ride the first year you had it and I have not done it since. I will walk the walk with you and talk the talk with you. Count on it!

  37. laurie thibodeau says:

    From years of listening to you & your lovely wife you seem like a passionate person & I believe a fighter.I know from other blogs I’ve read from people fighting cancer also,they say blogging seems to help.Whether it was a really bad day or a really great one they put it out there.I wish you & Kim & Jilly all the prayers & strength to kick cancers a&*.I look forward to reading your blog & to committing to joining you in June. god bless & much love
    laurie from Easthampton(whoville)

  38. Linda Paul says:

    I (we) were crushed when you and Kim got booted from 93.1. We stopped listening to that station as we are country music fans, and were only there for your show – it was fantastic.

    We are even more crushed to hear this latest news. Ron just told me. We are with you. Prayers and good thoughts going your way. Don’t lose hope/faith, it can be beaten!

    <3 to all of you!

    • Gary James says:

      If there was anyone that cancer has no chance with Dan, it’s you. You have unselfishly paid it forward against this disease too many times.
      Karen and I are praying for your quick recovery.

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