After getting mostly thru the infection mess...I met with my Oncologist & lets just leave it at she was NOT happy to see me back!!! Over the course of treatment the last time we developed a unique & perfect for me relationship. Now I understand that she probably has this same sort great thing with other patients...but sometimes it's nice to think it's just me. To be fair...she is in a heavy specialty but it is really great now that the "all business" slips off and we talk like humans who care about each other as people. Trust me there are too many of them, sometimes voluntarily, trapped in that "I am the Doctor" "show no emotion....it's a case not a person"...WAY too seriously. I have been very blessed to have my primary care team (in and out of cancer) not like that at all....we are people caring about each other. For that reason alone...well, at the top of the list, that I will always call this beautiful city home. With ALL my medical specialties in place...you just don't walk away from that and have to start all over. Anyway....let me just say...she ROCKS!!!
After all this summer has thrown at me, the idea of maybe being pukey sick & bald doesn't really sound like a fun way to end my summer...DON'T GET ME WRONG...like this EVER does...but less now after already bring bruised and battered and not behind me yet. I know though, that I am closely watched from above & all I ever need to do if it ever gets overwhelming is to call out and my Saviour is right there holding me even tighter, reassuring me that we got this & together we are unstoppable. The most amazing thing to me is how blessed I am even further by my hero & Rock...VoR!!! I could not put one foot in front of the other if not for him & his undying love & support. He is the most selfless & generous man with whatever I need...emotionally, spiritually and physically (let's be honest the house isn't cleaning itself right now). He reminds me that we both signed up for "this"...in sickness & health business...even not knowing all those decades ago what exactly "this" was gonna be...but always knowing we had each other's backs forever. He works tirelessly to make my life easier in every aspect so I really feel most days that FOR ME...it's a pretty Mary Poppins life I live and it all is thanks to him. I can go about my life without much pressure, except for what I put on myself...working on projects that I love & that move me. He really is a Saint 'cause trust me....there a more then a few days a year that I am much closer to "Wella the Witch" then Etta May...mostly caused by my myself & nothing to do with him....just got to be honest. Seriously ladies....he IRONS HIS OWN SHIRTS...crazy talk I know....but that's not all he does. If he sees something he can jump in and do for me he just does....like laundry most Saturday's for as long as I can remember...WHAT!?!?!? Again to be truthful...I think it all started so he could justify, to himself, the amount of time he really wanted to watch some sports game or other. I didn't have a problem with him just "chillaxing" watching tv but he, the man that always has to be accomplishing some thing...just couldn't do it. Another HUGE blessing in my life, with years of illness, was watching him jump to basically raise 3 small children (great ones might I add) who have grown into AMAZING adults & even better parents. He makes my life so much easier, fuller, more focused, joyful, funny & Christ centered. For that and a TON more reasons...I can not tell you just how much I love this man!!!
HE IS MY HEART!!!