When a reader asked how I can say glioblastoma hasn't changed who I am, despite its big impact, let me share my journey with you. It all started right after Thanksgiving when I got the scary diagnosis. I felt lost in a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty, wondering what to do next. I even thought about selling our home and going on a spontaneous trip.
But in the middle of all that chaos, there was one constant: my husband. His support kept me grounded when I felt like I was drowning in despair. He didn't just comfort me; he reminded me of my strength—a fighter.
I remember those days in the hospital so clearly. The walls felt cold and sterile, and the machines hummed incessantly. But in that small, dim room, my husband was my safe haven. We'd spend hours there, sharing our hopes and fears, and dreaming about our future. In those moments, amidst laughter and tears, our bond grew stronger, defying the grip of cancer. Ernie has been my savior once again, just as he was ten years ago. That's the beauty of having a soulmate.
Instead of running away from reality, I decided to face it head-on. Here's how I weathered the storm:
Returning to Work: With my doctor's cautious approval, I ventured back to work, seeking solace in routine amidst the chaos. Each day at my desk became a testament to resilience—a defiance against the disease's attempts to dictate my life.
Continuing Education: Even confined to a hospital bed, I clung to my studies like a lifeline. Determined not to let cancer rob me of my dreams, I persevered through lectures and assignments, finding happiness in the pursuit of knowledge.
Prioritizing Relationships: Every night, I would steal moments with my husband, savoring the simple joy of companionship. His presence became my anchor in the storm, a reminder that love transcends even the darkest of days.
Practicing Active Listening: During those peaceful times between treatments, I found something amazing: the power of simply listening. Instead of feeling the need to talk all the time, I realized there's something special about just being together in silence.
Self-Care: Amidst the chaos, I carved out moments for myself—a luxurious bath, a soothing massage, a quiet walk-in nature. In those stolen moments of solitude, I found sanctuary, nurturing my soul amidst the chaos. I have also embraced writing, I love to write, that is why I started this, Blog.
In essence, glioblastoma may have altered the trajectory of my life, but it hasn't rewritten my story. Through resilience, love, and self-care, I've reclaimed my narrative, embracing each day as a testament to the indomitable spirit that resides within us all.
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