Today marks 8 years ago when I married my high school sweetheart, Jeremy. He is the other half of this crazy train and has been with me through all my psychotic ups and downs. He wasn't home this year for our anniversary, which made me super depressed and sniffly. But of course he surprised me with a fruit bouquet at work to show he was thinking of me while he is away. Aw! I miss him so much and it's getting harder the longer he's gone on the road. Every year we normally go on some sort of trip, but we won't be able to do that this year. We're spending the day in Dallas, but that's partially for my last Herceptin treatment. *sigh*
The other side of this coin is that it's been 18 years ago since I was diagnosed with leukemia. I was only 10 when I finished treatment the first time, and at age 11 I relapsed and had a stem cell transplant. After all the chemo and radiation, I'm still handling all the side effects and aftermath - like bone disease, cataracts, diabetes and even breast cancer. Dr. G. says it's the gift that just keeps on giving. Forever.
April marks a lot of things for me, but I'm happy to celebrate April 6th first. It not only marks my anniversary with my awesome husband, but marks the day that my life started down a whole new path to life-long trials and annoyances. Go Stina Go!
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