It’s been a few weeks since I got my diagnosis back from the doctor. It’s kinda strange how such a small thing can bring on such life changing events. This obviously wasn't something I had planned or foreseen, and that's where the title comes from. My life has been diverted to another path for now.
I just had my second and final surgery and am now doing my best to recover so I can start the radiation therapy. I started this blog as a suggestion by my mom; she said I should start a journal, that it might help me. As a kid I always kept a journal up to my first year of college, but instead of going back to the trusty pen and paper I decided to “upgrade” to the modern day equivalent; this blog.
Its been somewhat difficult for me these last few weeks, not only because of all I’ve been through, but also because I’ve seen how my family deals with it. Its particularly difficult for my husband, because his mother died of breast cancer when he was young. But I’m sure we’ll be able to get through this. I was lucky that it was caught so early; the percentages are in my advantage. The kids (19 and 21) are away at college, we’ll they actually just went back. They had been home for the summer and the youngest had refused to go back. But John (my husband) got her on the right track; there’s nothing she can do, and I don’t want them dropping out of school for this. I just hope they’ll be able to stay focused, I know Eric (my oldest) has the tendency to bundle his emotions up.
This is all for my first post, I’ll try to get a post in before my first radiation, but I might be too busy living my life ;)