Hopefully, my little story on today's blog will help you to see that life goes on no matter what mountain you have to climb this week. It is so important for you to let the people in your life know right now, right this very second, how much they mean to you. OK. Read my blog first. Then, go tell them.
I've always thought of myself as a fairly boring, simple kind of woman. Why is it then that the craziest things happen to me? My week was very uneventful. I worked. I cleaned. I played with my grandson. I worked out. I spent time with my kids. Just a normal, average week. By Thursday, I was crushingly exhausted. You know that whole recovery thing? Yeah. Well, it takes awhile apparently. So, while I was taking care of myself, I found a brand new lump in my chest above my right mastectomy scar. Oh joy. I'm hoping it's no big deal. I'm going to the treatment center on Wednesday to talk to my doctor. Kind of poopy, because that means I have to miss work . . . which means I lose money. Oh well. Such is life. And there's a pile of weirdness (mountain #1).
So, Friday rolls around. It's a lovely night with all my boys (they aren't really boys any more) hanging out in the garage playing video games. I'm not sure why they decided to play in the garage when we have three TV sets in the house, but whatever. I had a date. Yep, that's right . . . a date. Go me! Midway into my date, I get a call from my son that there is an emergency at our house. In order to protect the innocent, I can't go into details here. Suffice it to say that I needed a hero to handle the situation. My date became my knight in shining armor and all was well. And there's another hill of strange (mountain #2).
On Saturday, I shopped until I literally dropped (on my couch for about two hours unable to move) with my beautiful mother. I had another date (same wonderful guy) that evening. This time, our kids joined in. I know, my love life is really weird. It was the most fun I have had in ages! On Sunday, I got to play with my grandson, help my son's girlfriend figure out finances so that she can buy a car, and help his best friend write a resume. I am so in love with the people in my life.
I've been searching for the new normal since my cancer diagnosis. This last week leads me to ask the questions, "What is NORMAL?" If you have the answer, please fill me in, because I'm still looking.
Have a great week and remember you don't need boobs to be happy.