I laid in bed this morning thinking about 2010. I got through the year, my family got through the year; no thanks to the $#@% cancer. I guess it is true what doesn't kill you will make you stronger. Our family had a tough year but we survived. The little boys seemed fine with everything once I told them I would be okay. That was their only concern. Dylan never wanted to talk about it and he wouldn't ask me any questions about it. He was old enough to better understand the uncertainty of cancer. He didn't ask questions because he was afraid of the answers. We have all breathed a sigh of relief at reaching the end of the year.
I remember telling people. last December, that the chemo would only be 12 days out of my life, no problem. This was naive on my part which was a good thing. It was 2 days of chemo treatments a month but also 2 days of travel, and a week of being sick. I spent a lot more than 12 days throwing up.
A short time ago I was relating one particular nauseating experience to a few people and I was laughing when I was telling the story (it took place on a plane). They both looked horrified. I am glad I can laugh. The experience certainly was not funny at the time but with the passing of months and in better health I can appreciate the experience. I got through it. I got through it. I got through it. That, and my family and friends, is what made 2010 a good year.
Happy New Year
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You are such an inspiration.
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