dnd, stuff, and my message to those 18-45


And last night we played the first of hopefully many sessions of the Tombs of Maloon campaign of Dungeons and Dragons.  The party consisted of an elven battlemaster, a half-orc hunter, a half-orc shaman, a human paladin, a aasimar sorcerer, and finally a kobold rogue who casts spells.  The party fought a plethora of undead creatures.  No one died, although my rogue was down to 7 strength and if you hit 0 you die.  It was a fun time.  The only suggestion (Not complaint) that I got was stop saying “You killed it”, I should be saying “And it died”.  No offense, but bah, I have almost 40 years of experience saying “You killed it”, I am not gonna change.  Anyhow, the 5 players and I had a great time and plan to do it every week unless I get sick again, am at Mayo, 2 or more players can’t make it, or we just need a break.  It’s all good, I have next week’s game rumbling around in my brain, just need to transfer it to paper and it’ll be gold.  It was good to have David back playing with me, as last contact was a terrible misunderstanding and we hadn’t spoken for 6 months or so.  And of course, Cori is always a great person to have playing.  Jason, my compadre, he is a great resource for rules I don’t know.  And Derek and Jet, married couple who I’d be closer to if we lived closer, they are both excellent players.  And I played MDK, the kobold rogue, cuz I want others to consider running a tomb or other encounter using these characters.  And by me having a character running around with the party now, I won’t be the stranger if the party plays under a different DM.  But the players all seemed to get along, and the party worked really well together and I look forward to continuing this for a long time.  So cancer, don’t kill me any time soon, alright?

My sleep is golden again.  11pm to 7am.  WooT.  But today I kept getting up for an hour then going back to bed.  Did that till 2pm.  Heh, I guess too much sleep is better than not enough.  And I am sure my body is just trying to catch up with all the sleep I was missing from those months of whacked sleep.

205.6 pounds is what the scale reads today.  I put on a little weight from eating all those orange cream gummi bears.  I literally scarfed down 5 pounds in a week or so.   Plus eating regularly, I was bound to put on weight.  I guess 5ish pounds added isn’t a whole lot.  It’s all good, the gummi bears are/were phenomenal.

Still enjoying the lockdown.   Still love having my wife home all the time.  I know some of you are going stir crazy during this COVID-19 stay at home stuff.  But Teresa and I are handling it just fine.  I just hope we don’t run out of toilet paper  LOL.

There is no game this Friday night. 😦  No one has anything prepared and Derek and Jet and Alan, are probably going out of town.  WHAT am I to do on my Friday night?  I guess I will just use that extra time to work on next Tuesday’s game or maybe the Tuesday after that.  Time is something I have a lot of it seems.  Its an illusion though, as I am dying, so I don’t have enough time.  It’s confusing.  But I am going to enjoy and exploit what time I have and play some good Dungeons and Dragons with my friends.

OK, its been a while, so let me get serious here.

bethematch.org is the non-profit organization which helps match people need stem cells and bone marrow to donors.  They rely totally on volunteers age 18-45.  I know most of my friends are out of that range, but you have kids that are in the range, oh yeah, some of you even have grandkids in that range.

Well, all you do is go to their website and fill out a request.  They’ll send you a pack with 2 swabs, and 2 tubes.  You swab the inside of one cheek, put it in the tube.  Swab the other cheek, put it in the other tube, pack it all up and send it back to bethematch.org.  That is all there is to registering.

If you get the call that you are a match, for stem cells its like giving blood.  For bone marrow its a little more involved than that.  Anyhow, its a chance to save someone’s life.

They are in desperate need for minority donors and those of mixed heritage.  But they also need white donors.  They had to go to Germany for my donor.  There were 2 in Germany and the chose the younger one.  Germany registers their babies when they are born, so like 40% of all stem cell/bone marrow transplants come from Germany.

As I approach my 2 year anniversary of getting my transplant (my 1st transplant, I may be getting a 2nd), my hope is that this message reaches some people and things happen.

Thank you for reading.




Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 50 year old guy, who beat blood cancer but is getting his butt kicked by bone marrow cancer. At this point it appears I am dying. Married and in love with the most wonderful woman in the world (27 years). She has stood by me thru a lot of crap and I love her so.

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