Cancer Sucks....

So, when I left off, I had really fast forwarded through a lot so I may be backtracking later.  As of right now, I'm going to push on, hopefully your all with me.  While all this stuff was going on with the record industry and the choices of my life were up for grabs, my family was going through heavy stuff and I had no ideas.  I was informed my father had cancer, behind his eye, weird spot right?  Well, they had found a growth when he went to the eye doctor claiming to have gray spots in his vision and blurry peripheral vision.  Apparently the growth had started from the back right side of his eye, causing the light that would normally come in to be blurred.  It was his peripheral vision though, so he couldn't necessarily pin down that it was "blurry" because how clear is it really.  Once it had began to grow towards the middle of his eye it not only got bigger but it caused gray spots and blurs in the middle of vision.  This was more obvious to him.  He ended up going to the eye doctor and he found some issues and sent him to a specialist.  Longer story short, it was cancerous and would need treatment. 

After I received this phone call I was obviously stunned and made a trip home to see my parents.  We chatted about the procedures that would need to be done.  Which at that point was, radiation, literally a radiation piece had to be put BEHIND his eye to treat it.  Then going forward from there it would be monitored for growth and really see what was going on before going forward.  The procedure would take place at UC Hospital, and the check ups were with his specialist which was also in Cincinnati.  Well, evidently before all this was explained to me, my family was making trips to cincy getting things rolling and getting exams and tests.  My mom had taken off several days over and over to get my dad down to the specialist.  He couldn't drive, they dilated his eye so it was relaxed and was unable to control the light to his eye, thus being unable to drive himself.  Not that he should have to go through that stuff alone, but even if he wanted to it just wasn't possible.  So, this brings me back into the story and WSU.  I had just decided to take summer classes for the first time in my college career to try and get this stuff moving faster.  Well, I took some heavy classes too, can't remember them all together, but I know ECON was one, and a few others, a full schedule for sure.

Anyways, while I just starting this big summer group of classes, I was talking to my mom about the family situation and she needed to figure out how I can help bringing my dad to the specialist because she needed time off.  I thought of course, this is my dad, my familia, in a moment of need.  I have to step up as often as possible.  SOOOOO,,, I had to clear my schedule for my family, after all it was summer, I was still working at FYE as well.  So, I went to WSU dropped all of my classes, now if any of you are familiar with college classes, or WSU specifically you know how bothersome this situation can sometimes be, depending on your timing.  I dropped after the "W" period, Withdrawal period,  I get a W on my grade card instead of a grade, and it goes on my transcripts, reflects badly because I dropped them so late, and I get ZERO money back on what I paid for them.  Since I knew all this but I was seriously comparing this to my dad with cancer it wasn't even a real choice, I dropped them, prepared to pay back loans on classes I never took, oh well, just another drop in my giant student loan bucket right.  Well, guess what....  WSU said ok, that's great you understand you'll still get no money back and get W's, I said yep I understand.  A month or two later, after I was getting ready to start my next semester/quarter whatever the hell WSU was on those days, I got a bill and a letter...
The bill being from WSU and not naming any specific numbers, but let's put it this way, it was a bill for my entire group of summer classes expenses and all of my living expenses for that summer quarter.  HUGE! bill and a letter saying that I owed WSU this money because the SENT BACK my originally loan to my lender and the amount due for that quarter was now due to WSU and NOT my original lender which I already owed thousands of dollars anyways.  Talk about a wrench in your plans...  ALSO, a letter saying this needed to be paid before the next quarter or I would be "suspended" and unable to continue my degree.....  Guess what happened next,,,,  If I had that much money, I wouldn't need loans people..  leaving you there,,, to my next installment, hopefully this isn't too boring for you folk.  I feel like this is really great and I really love the feedback.  My writing is evolving as we go, would love some comments or feedback on the blog.  Also, really appreciate my followers and would love and appreciate some more!  Get a Chasing Ryan Army! lol

Seeya next time,
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-iKelbel

How the RIAA ruined my life...

OK, so I wanted to cover some back story here and I fell off track on Monday when I first started this thing explaining this thing was my journey to better myself,  NOT that I was dissatisfied anything or anybody in my life thus far.  So anyways,  back on track, my back story and my journey, every good comic book has a good back story and origin story folks.  The characters who don't don't last long.  When I graduated High School like most folks I was completely confused on what I wanted to with my life.  As well as determined to go to school after High School because no one else in the Kelbel family had gone to college and I was the oldest grand child on my mom's side.  Just a lot of pressure to decide.  So after not really figuring it out, I was crossed between Northwestern of Ohio, and other places, I ended up going to ITT, yeah that's right ITT Technical Center folks.
I didn't hate that, but I did hate how completely unprofessional that place was, one professor seemed like he definitely slept in his car, and another seemed like he was coming on to female students (which later came out after I left he definitely was, and was sued.)  I was also asked by a student I was partnered with and eventually befriended a little before I left, "If you could get away with it, would you rob a bank?", not just asking me kids he was in between the decision, for real.  Anyways, from there, I went to Edison Community College , Microsoft Certification Tech Degree, moved away to North Carolina.  Had some troubles with money down south, and moved back to Columbus, OH.  Met my beautiful wife, then TRANSFERRED to Wright State University and met friends I hope to have for the rest of my life.

While there, I enjoyed my time and did ok to really well in my classes a few stumbles here an there but overall it was good. While attending there I set up several contacts to get into my marketing business career.  I wanted to be a Music Label Rep, going to different stores and concerts bringing talent around for events and autographs.  Going to locations to set up displays and pushing albums, merchandising the product, just great fun I would have.  My dream job!  Anyways, I had an internship offer from Kung Fu Records if I needed it, but, I would have to fly out to L.A. and would be unpaid.  I also had a much better offer from Sony who was going to set me up with a paid internship and I would travel with the current rep to train.  HOWEVER, this was all being set up and investigated when Metallica, Napster and the RIAA decided to get into the biggest legal battle next to anything involving the rights to The Beatles catalog, and essentially DESTROYED the industry as it was known.  Sony got rid of my position weeks after my paperwork had been sent in.  At the same time I got this info, my parent contacted me at school, my dad had cancer........  Now my story shall continue next time to finish up this long back story.  I hope your all on the edge of your seat.
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-iKelbel

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iKelbel

motivation schmotivation

Hey guys,
This is the first entry into this blog I've begun basically, I'm trying to keep myself busy by sharing this with anyone who cares to follow in my life.  I'm beginning a new journey to go improve my life in any way shape or form.  More importantly the schooling type change is what this blog is mostly about.  Overall, I definitely wouldn't complain about my life.  I have an amazing wife whom I never thought would keep me around this long let alone marry me and make our commitment together as husband and wife.  I love her dearly and has nothing to do with what I consider to be part of my reconstruction project.  More likely she's actually more of a inspiration to me, being 5 years younger then me, she's already achieved more. 

At least that's how I perceive it, probably more to the scholastic front, she's achieved more, not that I can name other things.  Other then the normal life goals I don't really have comparisons that I think about.  She's married, as am I, obviously and we live in a home I think we are both happy to have even though I constantly want to work on it.  Graduate, Marry, Job, Kids is sort of how I think of the basic main goals.  Of course you want to be successful, but its all relative to what your idea of success is right.  Anyways, those goals I just mentioned are my comparisons to my wife and I..  No real reason to compare other then to feel like we can sort of plan or rely on each other to be there for the others goal.  Married, CHECK, Job, CHECK (not necessarily my career choice), Kids,,,, we're talking about it together, lol, and Graduate college, check for her, not so much for me.  Which brings me to this point I originally started to make before I lost my thoughts.  I love my wife and this really is my journey I want to blog and she's a wonderful character in the story of my life.  So I'm sure she'll be mentioned. I love you AJ thank you for all your support and hopefully I'll make you proud of me.
 


Well, that was long, and not really what I intended to start with or cover,  I love stream of thought. I think I'll save some real info for the next entry...

-ikelbel