My dad told me a story when I was twelve;
I was born prematurely at 4 pounds, with underdeveloped lungs. Not believing I would live the day, I was therefore baptized right then and there, by the doctor, my dad!
I spent the first 5 weeks of my life in an incubator, dropped to 2 pounds, had multiple blood transfusions, jaundice, basically fighting off a whole slew of illnesses, fighting for my right to stay!
35 years have now gone by and with my fully developed lungs; I had the privilege to set foot a top of the world’s highest mountain; Everest.
In those beautiful 15 minutes that I stood there, gazing at our amazing world, I made a promise; to help give back the gift I received.
Here below are a few of the causes that I support. I believe you have to do what passions you in life, while giving back along the way, 100% right to the source. I want to leave this place better then how I found it!
Recently, we found out that the pain in my chest was in fact a 2 pound benign tumor the size of a grapefruit on my left lung. It seems that I have carried this tumor with me since birth and climbed with it over the years. It was with me on Everest. As they removed the tumor, it burst, spilling a pint of fluid outside instead of in my lungs. I was sparred from a pulmonary edema that while on the Everest, would have been fatal.
I enjoy with what eyes I see the world today!
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