On November 8th, 2003, I met my husband Greg. The following September 11th, 2004 we were married in Las Vegas. We have had our challenges here and there but this whole cancer scare has been our biggest challenge.
I can”t thank my husband enough for everything he has done for me these past eight months. He has been at my side every moment and has used every ounce of energy taking care of me. While trying to get through each day in his life trying to manage the ups and downs of muscular dystrophy, he didn’t realize just how strong he really was. I feel so guilty for all the times I was angered, having a bad day and taking it out on him. He would always say to me, “You have the right to be pissed off and yell at someone.” Being ill doesn’t give me the right to take my frustrations out on anyone. I was at least glad that I was aware of my choice of words and I was able to apologize.
I want to take this moment to tell my husband…..Thank you Greg, for taking such wonderful care of me through my illness. Thank you for pushing me when I couldn’t go, thank you for the tears you shared with me, the hugs, the kisses, walking by my side at the Komen walk for the cure on my birthday. Thank you for all the beautiful flowers! Thank you for taking me to my treatments. Thank you for making me take my medications. Thank you for cooking, cleaning, grocery shopping and taking care of the kids. Thank you for taking me out for special nights together and celebrating our anniversary… it was very special to me. Thank you for taking me to see Peter Frampton in concert. Thank you for listening to me. Thank you for being so strong and thank you most of all for loving me! I love you so very much. Always & Forever.
LeAnn
My Love,
What a beautiful post, I had to read it a few times. Let me tell you, what I did was easy to what you did. I am so proud of you for having the strength to go thru all this. Being told out of the blue at a young age, you have cancer… a week later going thru a lumpectamy, then 2 weeks later going thru another surgery to have more removed. Then going thru the nightmare of Chemo. I know it hit you really hard. Those drugs are downright evil to the body, but they do good things. You went thru hell with Chemo and you kept going. I know you wanted to quit each week, but you gathered the strength and went in for more.
Then after you finally made it thru that, you get to get the crap burned out of your body for 8 weeks during radiation. EVERY day, 5 days a week, going in there at 7:30 in the morning for 15 mins. All those days you were too sick to go to work, you still had to wakeup and get dressed to go to radiation.
After seeing firsthand, what it is like to deal with breast cancer, I have new found respect and admiration for any of the women and men, husbands and wives that have to go thru this. It is NOT easy, it is VERY hard. My focus was strictly on getting the person that I live more than anything on this earth, thru it all. Making sure she went to every treatment, every radiation, to nag on her constantly to take her medication, to prod her to go to work if she could, because we can’t afford her missing work, but realizing when she couldn’t and assure her it was OK.
You are a very strong woman, LeAnn and I can not be more PROUD of you and more in LOVE with you than I am now. You have shown me, and more importantly yourself, that you have the strengh to get thru anything.
I love you so much honey,
Your NAG!