Tuesday, October 26, 2010
It's the eve of 6 months of the wildest ride of my life. Cancer.
Here I thought I'd gotten past the madness which was life as a teenage mother, then mother of two girls and the business that is marriage. No one...not even me the eternal worrier made plans for fighting for my life.
I went from thinking I was sick with mono and having my biggest worry be making sure I was able to get back to work on May 3rd to wondering how I'd make it through my first round of chemotherapy and the life that I intensely prayed would follow. I really contemplated whether I had the drive to get from behind it and be able to have a life. Any kind of life. I was willing to rewrite "normal" as long as it meant me still in the equation.