I started this blog so I wouldn’t go completely crazy.
I’ve never been sick a day in my life. At least that’s how it feels now. To hear you’ve been misdiagnosed is shocking. To think you could have somehow caught this earlier, stopped it from walking away with your life as you knew it…it was depressing.
I spent a lot of time after surgery in January 2013 wondering what I had done wrong. Examining my mistakes. Terrified I couldn’t fix them. Time was suddenly against me. It wasn’t being old that ever scared me. It was not being old. I love my gray hair. My stories. My family. My friends. My life.
So, on the advice of my mother and my doctor, I started this blog. To get it out of my head and to tell the truth. I haven’t shared it yet. With anyone who knows me. I’m not sure I could write frankly about my fear, my days, my sleepless nights, if I thought it would worry them or make it harder.
So this is for you. Who ever you are. Why ever you’re here. Because you went through this, you’re going through this, someone you love is, you’re curious, you think I’m a good writer…whatever reason you have. Welcome to my world.