tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806920075708817636.post744409605130141799..comments2023-10-28T07:32:37.088-05:00Comments on Megan's Breast Cancer Journal: You Don't Know What You've Got Til It's GoneMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04049330934532795496noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806920075708817636.post-15815346098209665302011-02-20T12:24:21.302-06:002011-02-20T12:24:21.302-06:00Sorry to hear that you have been so nauseated, the...Sorry to hear that you have been so nauseated, there is nothing worse. I've been doing pretty good with that, I'm just so tired. Your new comforter and heated mattress cover sound wonderful. I've been having the hotflashes from hell. I'm talking dripping wet, I hate it. Then when you kick all the covers off you just freeze. It's crazy how this poison affects our bodies. I love the shirt, that is hysterical. Hang in there girl, we can do it. Think about you all the time.Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09611990515805785523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806920075708817636.post-66708847231492311532011-02-15T22:53:44.964-06:002011-02-15T22:53:44.964-06:00Dang-it. That really, really sucks. I wish I had t...Dang-it. That really, really sucks. I wish I had the power to make the Chieftains come to your house and sing just for you and Dwain. That would be awesome!<br />And I don't know what to think about that stupid wish.That really freaks me out! I've made hundreds of wishes that if they came true today, it would be horrible! Should I pray that NONE of my wishes came true just to be on the safe side? <br />No I guess that would be silly. But the wish I have for you right now is the same prayer I'm sending up for myself. Which is: Give me more strength to help me make it through the rest of this crap because I'm getting tired and it's getting hard. And please Lord, don't make it worse than it already is, cause right now it sucks enough.<br />Hey, I got to be honest, right? I have decided when I talk to Him, I'm going to be more "tell it like it is".Ever since I got upset and told God he better make up his mind about Grand daddy, I've decided that it's better to talk to God in a more matter of fact way. No more choosing how I plan to say it. I'm just going to say it how I feel it.He can hear my heart. God knows me enough by now to know what I mean. It's totally okay to have a bad day, mom. If you didn't break down and be sad or angry about this now and then, I might think your liking this and nobody is that weird. Be mad! Throw the pillows! Be sad. Grab the pillows off the floor and cry into them. It's totally okay. I'm here if you want to talk. I'm here if you want to yell too :-) You can't say anything that's going to make me not like you anymore because I already love you.<br />P.S. A key chain? Really? That's super gross.Jaymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03816531836369609729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806920075708817636.post-34139742753144805822011-02-13T21:41:39.779-06:002011-02-13T21:41:39.779-06:00Grieving someone or something is the first step in...Grieving someone or something is the first step in acceptance upon which you can then move on. Someday...a long way down the road you won't think of "before cancer" and "afer cancer"...you will go on and your life will take on new likes, loves, desires and yes, other tragedies. But you know this....go on and grieve my friend...it's perfectly healthy. P.S. I LOVE LOVE LOVE The Chieftains!!!Paulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08856256603433445582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806920075708817636.post-25812344523150436912011-02-13T20:05:49.160-06:002011-02-13T20:05:49.160-06:00Megan, I so admire your courage in sharing your fe...Megan, I so admire your courage in sharing your feelings so honestly. Of course you feel sad ... of COURSE you are mourning the losses you are having to go through, not only the physical losses, but the loss of your "normal" life, the loss of your good health, at least for a time. If you didn't feel sad sometimes, there would be something wrong with you! You express your feelings so vividly. Thank you for sharing them with us. Maybe it helps to let us carry a little bit of your sorrow for you.<br />God bless you, my friend.<br /> One of my favorite prayers is one I heard a sweet old man in Mississippi pray before a county board meeting a long time ago: "Lord, build us up where we's broken down, and strengthen us where we's weak."<br />That's my prayer for you - and Dwain - tonight.Celiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18069369270954311726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806920075708817636.post-80188114239813273132011-02-13T18:51:10.722-06:002011-02-13T18:51:10.722-06:00Parts of me are laughing, other parts sighing, and...Parts of me are laughing, other parts sighing, and other part of me are just plain old crying for you and with you. Megan, I just love this post. It's just plain honest -- the way it is with no pink ribbons, drum rolls, pep talks, and fake smiles. I didn't like the way I looked as a teen either. I was way too tall, too skinny, had to stuff my AA bra, and wished I could just be "normal." It took me 63 years to figure out there is no normal in life. None of us walks the same path or puts our steps exactly in the steps of someone else. But we still try, don't we? <br /><br />You must be smarter than me, as I didn't figure it out that there is a "before cancer" and an "after cancer" until "after" happened. And I hate to tell you, life doesn't get back to "normal" --- at least, not the same "normal" that it used to be in the "before" life. I had a really hard time with that. Getting through the chemo, radiation and surgery was an all-consuming thing, and I hate to say it, but it was "all about ME!" And as it should be with you, too. But all of a sudden, the Dr. says, "great, you made it through! It's over. See you in 3 months!" And you are supposed to be happy, celebrate, and go back and pick up where you left off in the "before" life. That was harder than all the chemo stufff!!!!! It took time, but as I gained strength and realized that it would take way more than chemo and radiation to kill me, I slowly regained some sense of "normal" again. I can agree with you --- I wasn't depressed ---- just a little lost in a whole new world that I knew nothing about.<br /><br />I loved your comments about the dark sided humor! I kind of have a little of that and have been known to laugh hysterically at inappropriate times, so I understand completely. <br /><br />Wow! I just keep on rambling here, don't I!!! Just know that you are sooooooo normal and I love it!Cora from Hidden Richeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11066244776488896258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806920075708817636.post-47406198324872673382011-02-13T18:25:09.823-06:002011-02-13T18:25:09.823-06:00I love you my very tough wife. And like you, this ...I love you my very tough wife. And like you, this is excruciating, seeing you in such pain and unable to do anything. One day up, the next day down. Thanks for picking me for your partner, and for all the fond memories we share of Fran and Tom.Dwainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14193478762563156730noreply@blogger.com