Getting through the bad makes the good even better

The weeks following surgery were interesting, to say the least. My mom, who has had the same procedure done, kept telling me how well I was doing. In my opinion I was taking forever to heal. The hardest part of it all was not being able to hold or hug my kids. And to this day, over 4 weeks later, I still can't hold my 1 year old. I have to basically have 24/7 help to care for my little one, so my family has been taking shifts...lol...I feel like I am a child some days, but with that being said I wouldn't change my family for the world. They have pretty much sacrificed their own normal lives to make mine function day to day, and I will forever be grateful for everything they have done and continue to do. That includes the benefit they put together to help raise funds for my treatment and awareness for the cause. Everything went so well, and it made me stop worrying so much about the loss of my income and focus more on my recovery and health. It's hard to ignore the fact that you will lose 1/3 of your income for at least 6 months because you can't work your normal 60 hours a week...pretty scary actually...I started picturing us living in the streets for a minute. But a million thanks to all the friends, family, co-workers, and strangers that have donated their time and money to make sure me and my children don't have to have those fears. There are so many thoughts that go through your head when something like this happens. On top of financial fears (which was one of my biggest) another was how am  I ever going to date again? Don't get me wrong, I know this is not my main problem right now...lol...but in the grand scheme of things I am only 27 years old, and eventually one day I would like to have a boyfriend...but I don't think there is a big market for bald chicks with no boobs who have chemotherapy and radiation treatments covering their calenders...lol. I have to keep constantly reminding myself that after this is all done I will grow my hair back, I will have surgery for implant placement, and I won't always have a never-ending schedule of doctor visits. This too shall pass. So, in the meantime I take it one step at a time...this past weekend was my son's first birthday and it was just amazing watching him around his family, all smiles, and just loving every minute of the day. It's those moments that make you realize why you fight, why you go thru all the bad to get to the good, why each day and each minute is precious...these are the important things in life.