Welcome welcome dear reader. This is the story of a man, specifically the one you see in the picture, who's name is Andrew Bundy. It is a story of sadness that you may know, but also a story of hope and miracles. It is the story of a man who went through Hell, a little bit further, and back. I am Andrew Bundy, this is my story, and I am a survivor.
Hello, I am Andrew Bundy, this is my story. I was diagnosed with AML at the ripe old age of 18 on June 7th, 2007, two weeks before my high school graduation (worked out well, I didn't have to take any finals, gotta look for that silver lining my friend). I went through 4 rounds of chemo and a bone marrow transplant, all the while being supported by wonderful friends and family. My mom has written most of the entries as I was pretty much mentally on Mars, drugs'll do that. I was unfortunate in the fact that my BMT turned on me and I developed a bad case of Graph vs. Host Disease which nearly killed me. However, I had read up a little about death and decided I didn't really want to try it, so I stayed alive through the help of my doctors, my friends and family, and a miracle. The drugs used to keep me alive caused my bones to degenerate (Avascular Necrosis, or AVN) and thus began the next journey my friend. The journey of drug addiction and joint replacements, of mental and emotional recovery. This is where I am now, nearing the end of my journey and in the middle of replacing joints and fighting another disease, addiction. This is where we depart and you journey alone into the story of my life.