About 5 months ago, I decided that I wanted to travel, scrapbook all my pictures, and write about my adventures. I would include itineraries, places of interest, the best restaurants and diners, etc. I thought, I can do all the research, and people can use my notes to try the same things I did. This was going to be my master plan and my website and my new hobby.
However, sometimes life has a different plan. I kept getting sick, and traveling was very difficult. Without going into a lot of details, it was difficult to make plans when I didn't know if I would be comfortable or not. After that, I started not being able to go to work and I knew something was really really wrong with my body. I felt like basically for the last year, my body was going down hill. I just didn't know or anticipate what the doctors would find. It was cancer. Uterine cancer to be exact.
I was devasted when my doctor told me I had uterine cancer and that I would have to have a total hysterctomy. What did that mean? Was this a death sentence? Was I going to die? What about my husband, my children and my family? I'm not ready to leave them. And if I pray to God, what makes me any more special than anyone else who has cancer. Why would He save me when so many other people die everyday of cancer? These are just a few of the questions going through my mind a week before Christmas, 2009. Life is not always what you expect.
