My name is Tim Robertson and IAMHOCKEY When I was in my 20's a played pickup ice hockey for a few years then I had kids and work took over. I put my bag down for the last time in December of 1993 when I started working to support my family!
23 years later Still with my wife and having raised my kids to adulthood, (the youngest was 15 1/2) I went back and sought out that old hockey bag! When I open
ed it I found that.... well that I needed new equipment is what I found. I reached out to the local rink and asked if there were any pickup games that needed skaters. There was One. Chris Clarke's group. I called Chris and he told me he had a spot. That is how this journey to IAMHOCKEY Started! On my first shift in my first pickup game man was I bad. when I got to the bench after trying to skate as hard as I did 23 years ago, I was gasping and wheezing, and I felt like I was going to die. I remember as clearly as if it were yesterday that feeling on the bench that day. I could not breathe and wondered if my heart could take the stress. I had not done anything physically for years, so I was not so sure I could stress my heart out like that. It was hard and in that moment, I almost said I can’t, then it was my turn to go back on the ice and I decided let’s do it! I have never looked back. Since that day I have made many friends locally that play. Charlie, Jason the captain and leader of Roadkill my favorite team I have played on, Dave, Mike P, Jon, and his wife Katie. Josh Bourque took me in the Sunday night league even though I was 49 and this was a younger League. October 5th, 2017
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So, here I am IAMHOCKEY 47 years old Playing Hockey and loving life (good job, Great kids, Loving wife, and once again Playing Hockey.) I was really enjoying it. I posted on Facebook on October 2 that I was not feeling well in my Stomach. On the 5th I was told I had
COLON CANCER
My whole world flipped. it hit me so deep I am sure no one understands still to this day. It's best for them that I put on a strong face. I cannot watch them hurt because of me. Even though I had no control its best for them to hear how hard I was going to fight. Meanwhile inside the torment and anguish is unrelenting. October 23, 2017
I had surgery and they removed 12" of my Colon and 27 Lymph nodes! October 31st
I received a call saying all the lymph nodes were clear of cancer and that I am cancer-free. This is that part everyone tells you how great that is. But it’s just mildly pleasing to me. I’m still thinking I’m dying and I just don't know when! But Put on a happy face for everyone’s sake. It's best if they do not hurt. I can take it all.....
November 10th
Played my First Game after "Beating Cancer"
I Play every shift as if it's my last
IAMHOCKEY
