Editor's note: In the Human Factor, we profile survivors who have overcome the odds. Confronting a life obstacle -- injury, illness or other hardship -- they tapped their inner strength and found resilience they didn't know they possessed. This week we introduce you to Brigham Young University Men's Basketball Coach Dave Rose. For the past two decades, he has been involved with a group called Coaches vs. Cancer. Being part of this group took on a whole new meaning for Rose over the past three years.
(CNN) -- In June of 2009 my wife and I went on vacation with our children and grandchildren to Disneyland. At that time, I was very intense about my job, so my wife will say she had to drag me away from my team and coaching.
I'm so glad she did. We had a wonderful time. It was the perfect vacation with my whole family.
After Disneyland, things for me took a turn. I became very sick on a flight from California to Las Vegas, and when we landed I was taken by ambulance to Spring Valley Hospital. A CT scan showed there was a mass in my abdomen, so the doctors went in and removed it along with my spleen and part of my pancreas. The next day they told us it was pancreatic cancer.
My wife and I talked about all the people we knew who had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and we came up with eight different friends or acquaintances. All eight had passed. That's when the only thing to be said was, "We're going to beat this. We'll figure out a way."
It was a scary couple of days with a lot of uncertainty. But then there was good news, that this was a rare form of pancreatic cancer -- neuroendocrine pancreatic cancer -- the "good" kind of pancreatic cancer. I was lucky -- 1% of the people who get pancreatic cancer get the kind I got, one that is actually treatable.
There are a lot of things I learned from my experience. I realized that we all need to be more kind to each other. There are so many people we don't know who did so many things for me and my family, and we can't repay them. When I got to the hospital in Las Vegas, I received 10 units of blood -- that's 10 people out there who basically saved my life. On the plane there was a lady who let me use her jacket as a pillow. She got off the plane before we were able to give it back. Those are just a couple of examples of strangers who helped or reached out to us.
When I met with my team for the first time after everything happened, my wife told them about all the people who helped us and had sent us well-wishes. She said there was no way we could repay them, but asked the team to make it right by helping others, by being good Samaritans.
That was a great season. We won 30 games. But it was really satisfying to hear our players tell their stories about the little things they'd done to help others throughout the year.
This experience also has taught me to appreciate things that I didn't appreciate before, things that I took for granted. I appreciate a beautiful day and a blue sky. I appreciate that I get to do what I do. I always want to remember what it felt like to go back to work and to hold that first practice. It gives me a perspective that I think makes me a better and a more grateful person.
If there's one thing I hope people can learn from my story, it's that there is always hope. When I was sick, hope is what got me to the next hour, the next day, the next week. When you think the very worst can happen, there's still hope that something good can happen. We don't know what tomorrow's going to bring, but hold on to what you have and enjoy the process and enjoy the journey.
Today is a good day.