In the first half of 2008 I had started to become quite lazy - apparently. And after some insistence from my wife, Megan, I went to the doctor and had blood tests. I didn't think there was anything wrong; I was only 34. Then I got an unexpected phone call and the doctor told me I had a high platelet count. So I had to see specialists and have tests and was ultimately diagnosed with essential thrombocytosis, which is a rare blood cancer.
It was a complete shock.
In hindsight, I had been struggling to get out bed and we know now why. I had incredibly viscous blood and wasn't functioning very well.
I spent a large part of the next few months researching the condition and what it meant to me and my family. I went through unusual and uncomfortable medical procedures like bone marrow biopsies and immediately went on to some chemotherapy drugs. Medication lowered the risk and initially made me feel worse but eventually made me feel better.
We had decided to move to Hawke's Bay because it was an easier place to have children grow up and I wanted to start my own business there. We had to decide whether to carry on with that plan and eventually decided we would.