| Adam’s Story Loving Support System
Helps Student Survive
a Deadly Disease “On February 28, 2001, the ground in Seattle shook.
Sidewalks rolled. Buildings swayed, and windows
shattered. But on the sixth floor of Seattle Pacific
University’s Hill Hall, the 6.8 earthquake wasn’t
the only cause for trembling. The previous day,
20-year-old Adam Jennings had been diagnosed
with acute lymphocytic leukemia. Adam Jennings was an ordinary
18-year-old when he arrived at Seattle Pacific
University from Richland, Washington,
in September 1999. The biggest challenge
for the freshman electrical engineering
student was how to fit study time into
an ever-growing social life. After all, he
had 40 new best friends — the guys
on the sixth floor of Hill Hall —
and a new girlfriend, pre-nursing
student Jamie Frey. College was
as it should be. But in February of his sophomore year, Jennings couldn’t
  shake nagging flu-like symptoms. He finally went to the Group
  Health Clinic and, after a routine blood draw, was told that
  some of his cells were “premature.” “I cried,” he remembers.
“It was bad — that’s all I knew.”  Jennings returned to Hill Hall and told his roommate, Andy
    Bettger, and his peer advisor, Jeremy Hillard. He called his
    parents and Frey. He cried some more.  “Fear just consumed me,” says Jennings’ mother, Judy. “My
      heart went out to my little boy crying in his dorm room, having
      to deal with this all alone.” She soon learned that her son wasn’t
      alone at all. In fact, in Hill 639 the Adam Jennings support system
      was beginning to take shape. “That was probably our most emotional
        night,” recalls Bettger. “We prayed together
        and cried together. I didn’t really believe the
        test would prove leukemia, but I wanted
        Adam to know I was taking this seriously.”
        The next day, at the Group Health
        Clinic, Dr. Steven Ginsberg told Jennings
        that the results were positive. He had
        acute lymphocytic leukemia and would
        need to start chemotherapy immediately.
“I was lost,” remembers Jennings. “I had
        no idea what would happen; I just knew
        the future didn’t look good.”  “Our first thought was that we would
          do this in Seattle, because we wanted the
          best doctors and the best possible treatment
          for our son,” says Adam’s father,
          Rick Jennings. “But Dr. Ginsberg encouraged
          us to take Adam home. He thought
          it would be better for him and for us.”
          Jennings returned to Hill Hall for one
          last night on campus. The SPU community
          responded, giving Adam a send-off
          of support, encouragement — and video
          games. “Andy called all my friends and
          organized the guys on the floor to play Super Smash Brothers all
          night,” says Jennings. “As we played, people came in to say goodbye.
          It was great — but I couldn’t stop thinking that I may never
          get to come back to school, that I would miss out on so much.”           The next day, the Nisqually earthquake rocked the Pacific
            Northwest, and Jennings left SPU. “I remember we said that the
            earthquake was God mourning for Adam,” says Bettger.             Back home in Richland, Jennings began chemotherapy, and
              though he may have been gone from Seattle Pacific, he wasn’t
              forgotten. “The students were committed to praying for him and
              providing emotional support,” says Associate Professor of Electrical
              Engineering Don Peter.  “In class one day, a whole group of students showed up with
                shaved heads to model support for Adam while he was in
                chemo,” remembers Jennings’ professor and academic advisor,
                Director of Engineering Programs Anthony Donaldson. “It had
                a profound effect on those who witnessed it — including me.”                 Jennings laughs when he remembers Bettger telling him
                  about the students’ gesture of solidarity: “He came to visit and
                  brought a card with tufts of everybody’s hair. I mean, I was
                  amazed, really touched. Those guys were great.”                   Even with strong support and a solid faith, six months of chemotherapy
                    was more difficult than Jennings could have imagined. “The first cycle was so long,” says Jennings. “I just felt
                  worthless. And I knew I had seven more cycles to go.  “I really tried to be positive and latched onto 1 Peter 1:6-7:
‘In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may
                      have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so
                      that your faith … may result in praise, glory, and honor when
                  Jesus Christ is revealed.’”  Frey managed to visit Jennings in Richland three times that
                    spring, but, come summer, she was there nearly every weekend.
                    Her visits, remembers Jennings, were bright spots during the
                    dark days of chemotherapy. After one trip, her dad picked her up
                    from the train station and, seeing the emotional toll the situation
                    was taking on his daughter, said, “Maybe you two should just be
                      friends. Maybe you should think about the possibility of dating
                      someone else?” Her answer was a simple “No.”                   Jennings returned to Seattle Pacific in January 2002, believing,
                    hoping, that leukemia was behind him. Months later, while
                    on Whidbey Island with his “Alternative Energies” class, he had a
                      seizure, revealing the return of leukemia. “The seizure was one of
                      the scariest moments for me,” recalls Jennings. “I thought maybe
                      I was dying. But when I woke up, I think it [the leukemia] was
                      easier to accept, because I knew what to expect.”                   With one week left in Autumn Quarter 2002, Jennings was
                    rushed back to Richland, and his support system was already
                    mobilizing. “There were so many people praying, encouraging,
                      and contributing to our spiritual and physical needs,” says Judy
                  Jennings. “People all over the world were praying for Adam.”  In November 2002, Jennings’ parents began sending regular
                      email updates to family and friends, including SPU students, faculty,
                      and staff. Before long, there were more than 130 recipients, all
                      supporting Jennings and, in turn, taking inspiration from his story.
“Each email was almost like a devotional,” remembers Donaldson.                   Desperate for hope, Jennings and his family were positive
                      about a new treatment. But an allergic reaction to the new radiation
                      resulted in severe, acute pancreatitis; intensive care; and,
                      ultimately, an airlift to Seattle’s Virginia Mason Hospital. “Out
                      of everything we went through, this was the worst time for me,”
                    Frey says. “I knew there was a real possibility he might die.”                   Jennings’ family and SPU friends rallied by his side, and the
                      storm passed. After four weeks at Virginia Mason, he was released.
                      In April 2003, four and a half years after they had started
                      dating, atop the Space Needle, the scene of their first date,
                      Jennings proposed and Frey said “Yes.” “The future looked good,”
                  says Jennings. “I loved Jamie, and she’d been waiting long enough.”  But their joy was overshadowed by Jennings’ second relapse.
                      Doctors said he needed a bone marrow transplant to save his life.
“During this time, it was the Body of Christ that kept us from
                      slipping into fear or pity and kept us so focused on God,” says
                      Judy Jennings. “A woman I hardly knew set up a group of people
                      to bring meals every week for Rick and our daughter, Anna,
                      while Adam and I lived in Seattle. It was a small miracle knowing
                      my family’s needs were taken care of.”                   And, once again, the Seattle Pacific community showed up in a
                    big way. Now living near Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center,
                    only a mile from campus, Jennings had a regular flow of faithful
                  SPU visitors. “They were the highlight of my week,” he says.  In September 2003, a perfect bone marrow match was found. “It was really a miracle,” Jennings says. “Most people would be
                      lucky to have 20-30 possible donor matches. I had 120.”                   After a September 16 transplant, Jennings remained hospitalized
                    for 100 days. On the 100th day — Christmas Day — he
                      left the hospital. Frey and Jennings didn’t waste any
                      time. Less than two months later, on Valentine’s
                  Day 2004, they were married.  Two years after his transplant, doctors gave Jennings’
                    health an “all-clear.” “We thought Adam would
                      be tested again at the two-year mark,” says Rick Jennings.
“Instead, we found out there was no intent to
                      test him since he was doing so well.” Finally, after
                      more than five years, it looked as though Adam Jennings
                      had survived leukemia once and for all. And
                      more than survived — he had emerged victorious
                      with a mature faith, a loving wife and family, and
                      friendships strengthened by adversity. “When I look back on everything we’ve gone
                      through,” says Frey, “I’m thankful for every bit of it
                      because of how it has shaped our relationships
                      with each other, our families, our friends, and,
                      ultimately, God.” She is now a nurse at Seattle’s
                      Swedish Hospital, and Jennings is completing his
                      electrical engineering degree at SPU. He’ll receive
                      his long-awaited diploma this June. “I have made some amazing friends here, and I
                      will always be in touch with them,” says Jennings.
“This whole process made me realize what a community
                      Christianity is, and how God intended that for us.”
                    His friends look back on Jennings’ journey with love and admiration.
“I remember trying to encourage and support Adam,” says
                      Bettger, who now works at a movie and video marketing firm. “But
                  every time he ended up encouraging me, making me choke up.”  “My son taught me so much about attitude,” echoes Judy
                      Jennings. “When I consider all that Adam went through, I
                      remember a guy with a smile on his face, one who took time to
                      look at the simple pleasures of life and rejoice in what God had
                      given him for that day.”                   Such an attitude might be hard to fathom, but Jennings’ mom
                      has an explanation: “For Adam, it was all those people who supported
                      him, including all those believers at SPU — Jamie, Andy,
                      his friends, his professors — that got him through. I believe it
                      was almost a privilege to go through what we did to be able to
                  see the blessing and hand of God in each of our lives.” 
 — By Lindsey Bickel— PHOTOS BY john keatley
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