It’s a little funny because when I first began this blog, so many years ago, I wrote in my About Me section that you could expect a lot of content. I mean, I write pretty much every day. The first few months seemed to hold true to that with daily, if not multiple-a-day, posts for some time. Then, we moved back to the U.S. and my pen hit the paper and I finished my first book; blog took a backseat.
When I finished my book, I logged back in here and began posting again. I was just getting back to logging in to write on this blog when cancer came knocking. No, it wasn’t my personal door, but my husband’s. It was a Tuesday night in October, the pain he had been having for a little over a month, didn’t let him sleep anymore (and ignore it as he had been), so we headed to the emergency room. We didn’t leave until 6 the next morning and by that time, the “C” word had already been said “but, we will see what the tests say.”
My husband and I slept most of Wednesday and returned to work Thursday morning. Thursday night we were both sitting on the couch when he received a phone call from the urologist at our military base. Cancer. Surgery was in the morning. (Yes, it happened that fast!) Continue reading