Not A Concept

I had no idea that the last time I posted was January of 2023. Not that anyone has perhaps noticed, but I’m surprised. I thought it had been a year, since about the time that we moved in June of 2023. We bought this house because it was so close to one of our daughters. As “city” as it gets for me, but it is really a beautiful suburb.

We continued to live on Fort Leavenworth in early 2023, while the kids finished school. It has been quite the change from a farm in rural Atchison, but it makes sense and it is good. We were here when our sixth grandchild was born. And in truth, our daughter has been here for us during my health challenges. I think I’m on the upswing now, it’s been two years since my cancer diagnosis, and a year and a half since surgeries, chemotherapy and radiation. It took a lot out of me.

Anti-hormone therapy and a chemo-like pill took even more. I tried the medicines for a year and it seems I’m in that third of patients who quit them due to debilitating adverse effects. I won’t call them side effects because for me, they heaped more damage on my body and deteriorated any quality of life. It’s ok, my family is supportive and well, I tried the “gold standards.” I’ve a greater chance of cancer returning than someone with Stage 1 or 2, but I have no metastasis. At Stage 3 there is no known cancer in my body and I’ve changed my eating habits and am exercising more. I even joined a gym!

My goals are living each day as best as I can, and living in the moment with gratitude. I think I am honestly succeeding at these more than ever before. Like every person, I’m here on this Earth to better it somehow, especially for my family.

Hoping not to take a year and a half to write again. With love, Suzy.

From my walk in a park today
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Yes, Mom of ten, plus. Ten of our own, host-Mom of foreign exchange students and au pairs, and other wonderful young men and women. The latter were the direct influence of our special needs daughter, Mary Pat, and they have blessed us in innumerable ways. Past prime is okay; so many life experiences cause one to reflect on things learned and cultivate an attitude of gratitude.

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  1. WOW! I’m taken back to our old Maryland Days. Life was much simpler and not as sad. So glad to hear you are on the mend! Be well and thrive!

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