Cancer...I hated that word...I still hate that word...I barely comprehended Allison's death before Michael was diagnosed...I barely knew what it all meant before I was facing it each day...
I remember being in the doctors office when she told us the news...Michael was sitting on the table and I was standing behind him so I never saw his face...I don't know how he reacted...I just know that I leaned over and wrapped my arms around him and I buried my face in his hair and by the time we looked at each other, we were both composed ... and strangely enough, we remained composed throughout most of his cancer journey...sure, we had our moments, but for the most part we were strong and stoic and ready to fight this thing head-on and survive!!! There were so many ups and downs...the many doctors appointments...so many different doctors and so many different treatments and so many different things to think about...
It was a roller coaster indeed, but it was a gift as well...Michael stopped working the day of his diagnosis and even though we spent countless hours in doctors offices, and in the car getting there we spent all that time together and I watched Michael go from a rather angry,bitter person to a man who accepted his fate, and expressed his feelings and grew to love not only himself, but everything around him...a gift indeed.
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