28 Days Too Late…

On the morning of September 25, 2020, it hit me out of the blue, and like a ton of bricks, that I hadn’t seen any recent posts from my friend and former client, Damon Taylor.  And while the optimist in me said to check Facebook, my gut told me otherwise.  With my gut winning out, I slowly typed Damon Taylor’s obituary into Mother Google, and my worst fears were instantly confirmed.  My friend was gone, and I was 28 days too late.

Damon and I started working together in March of 2019. He had recently joined our club and had expressed interest in working with a trainer as he was trying to get back into shape after a traumatic event. Damon had gone to Oklahoma City to visit his daughter and her family, where he was brutally attacked by a group of thugs and left for dead outside of a restaurant. This was back in early 2019, and the night’s temperature was below freezing. The result was frostbite on his left foot, where he almost lost his toes. When we first met, he was still wearing a protective boot; however, thankfully on the road to recovery.

Damon had a unique background serving as a Marine from 1988 through 1995, fighting in both the Gulf War and Iraqi Freedom. After retiring from the military, he started his own financial planning business in the North Dallas area. When we met for the first time, he was super excited to begin his training and wanted my help with his nutrition.

While alcohol had been a part of his life during his time in the military, the experience in Oklahoma City pushed him to leave the bottle behind and further caused him to find his way back to God. There’s always a silver lining in every adversity, and Damon lived that philosophy to the max. We agreed to train one day a week, and he committed to doing 2-3 more workouts per week based on the program I created for him.

Beyond his training, we cleaned up his nutrition and added in the supplements needed to help his body recover and progress from his efforts. Damon was all in from day one and used to crack me up with his “pre-workout” drink. The product is “Hyde,” as in Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He was already one of the most high-strung individuals I had ever met, and he was hilarious to train with the addition of the “Hyde” formula.

From March until early August, he made tremendous gains in strength and improvements in his body composition, adding muscle mass and dropping body fat. I love working with clients who take their training seriously, and Damon was in for the long term. That all changed on August 14th when he went to his eye doctor after struggling to read a simple bill at a restaurant.

His eye doctor directed him immediately to the emergency room, where he reached out to me, saying he would be missing his regular Saturday workout. This was a Friday evening, and I was proactive in following up on Saturday. At that point, an MRI hadn’t shown anything, and he was waiting for a CT Scan for further investigation. His last communication was a promise to let me know the results.

On Sunday morning, I received a text that took my breath away. It said terminal brain cancer…6-12 months. A few days later, he had emergency brain surgery to remove a significant portion of the stage 4 Glioblastoma. While the surgery was successful, there were still tumors in four other areas of his brain where the cancer was impossible to remove.

After 11 days in the hospital, Damon and I met in the café at our club to catch up. His doctors from UT Southwestern and Duke University determined to attack the remaining areas with chemo and radiation. The prognosis from his collective doctors from the beginning was that he would not survive. Without treatment, his life expectancy was projected at 3-6 months. The best he could hope for with treatment was maybe 12-15 months.

As Damon shared his story, I barely had words to communicate. Here was a man sharing what he had gone through and what he planned to do with his remaining time…Lord willing. So often in life, we can empathize with someone going through an extreme trial. In Damon’s case, I couldn’t even begin to imagine how he felt.

As a Christian, Damon shared that he had peace with God and that one of his final significant priorities was to make amends with various people with whom relationships had been strained over the years. Further, he had already taken all the necessary steps to transition his company to his partners and to ensure that his family would be well provided for.

Because of his lengthy service record, Damon was diagnosed with PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder), which qualified him for a 70% disability rating. This ensured that he would be well taken care of in terms of medical expenses. He explained that just because you fight in a war, you do not automatically receive the tag of PTSD, limiting your disability rating.

For his friends who fought in only Desert Storm, who were subjected to all the same toxins that Damon was, they, in many cases did not receive the tag of PTSD because of the nature of their service. After leaving the service, it is standard procedure for the government to provide medical coverage for five years. However, without the 70% disability rating, the coverage runs out after five years. Unfortunately, many veterans come up with cases of cancer and other issues directly attributed to Desert Storm. Yet, they are left to take care of themselves without our government’s support.

In mid-November, Damon took his family to Washington, including a White House tour, to share a piece of American history that means so much to him. He met with Secretary of Defense, James Madison, to ask for help for his fellow veterans. Outside of time with family and friends, the effort to seek further support for all veterans struggling with their health would be Damon’s final and most important legacy.

When 2020 hit and the nation was put in quarantine, everything changed.  Damon and I stayed connected via Facebook and phone; however, we stopped spending time in person for obvious reasons.  While no one had any idea how last year would play out, I kept thinking things would get better and that I would be able to visit Damon again before the end.

Quarantine was like Groundhog Day, and the time just seemed to creep.  Then when our gym reopened in late May, it was as if someone hit the fast forward button on life.  Working as a fitness professional during the pandemic was the most challenging time of my professional career, and the summer months were really a struggle.  I didn’t forget about Damon. However, I was in my own career survival mode, and I’m ashamed that I didn’t keep the most essential things in life in their proper perspective.

This brings us back to the moment I discovered that he had passed away.  I thought back to the last time we were together.  I certainly didn’t leave that meeting thinking it would be our last time to see each other. 

Time is the most precious commodity in life. You can always make more money or replace material things, but the sands of time can never be regained. Leadership expert John Maxwell offers some unique insight into the value of time in the following:

“Given the choice, would you rather save time or money?  Most people focus on dollars. But how you spend your time is much more important than how you spend your money. Money mistakes can often be corrected, but when you lose time, it’s gone forever.  Your priorities determine how you spend your time, and time is precious.  

The following statements may help you put time in perspective:

To know the value of one year… Ask the student who failed the final exam.
To know the value of one month… Ask the mother of a premature baby.
To know the value of one week… Ask the editor of a weekly news magazine.
To know the value of one day… Ask the wage earner who has six children.
To know the value of one hour… Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To know the value of one minute… Ask the person who missed the plane.
To know the value of one second… Ask the person who survived the accident.
To know the value of one millisecond… Ask the Olympic silver medalist.

Your time is priceless.”

As for my relationship with Damon, the 28 days that passed before I realized he had gone to be with the Lord might as well be an eternity because I can never get them back. However, as a fellow follower of Christ, I believe with all my heart that I will see my friend again one day.

Closing thoughts for my readers:

Dream big dreams and, by all means, make plans for your future; however, at the same time, live each day as if it were your last. I encourage you to act now if you have relationships that need attention. If not now, then when? We are not guaranteed the next five minutes, so make the most of your time.

Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit”— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.”

James 4:13-15

God bless you Damon for your service to our country.

About Kelly Perkins Amidon

As a Christian, my Major Definite Purpose is to "Positively Impact the World with My God Given Spiritual Gifts to Encourage and Serve Through the Vehicles of Business & Fitness". As a Master Fitness Professional & Nutrition Coach I have a unique skill set and welcome every opportunity to serve my clients.
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