My husband David is my rock. He’s been by my side through the cancer diagnosis, the cancer treatments, the cancer recovery, the Vivesse Med Spa procedures–through every step of this Transitions journey. He’s been there for me, supporting me, and cheering me on.
David already sees a difference since Dr. Lori Greenwald began working with me a few weeks ago. In fact, the people at work, my friends, everyone wants me to keep them updated and they all say my appearance is improving. To a woman like me (who is no longer considered young in this youth culture but who has a lot of good living yet to do) it feels great to see people examine my face watch as the light goes on in their eyes and a smile come to their face.
How fortunate I am. I’m going through life with a partner who loves me and is as committed to my Transitions journey as I am. My cancer diagnosis (the day after my 53rd birthday, no less) wasn’t just my battle but David’s battle, too. When I got that devastating diagnosis, he was there to hold my hand and tell me we’d get through this. And we had many challenges to face together including the fact that his company transferred him during my chemotherapy treatment.
Back when I was in the hospital for the cancer treatment, David was at the hospital every chance he had. Even though he had to work and we lived an hour and half from the hospital and we’re not the wealthiest people around, David made his hospital visits a priority. He’d spend his off days with me. He brought our camper to the hospital so he’d have someplace to sleep (other than the little cot in my room) and shower.
Then another hurdle got thrown into our path. During my outpatient treatment David’s company asked him to come to Connecticut to help the steel mill here. (We lived in Texas at the time.) They would fly him home at the end of each month so he could be with me. My treatments were four weeks on and four weeks off. David would stay with me then go back to Connecticut and come home at the end of my four weeks off and take me back to the hospital. He always made sure I was completely set up and comfortable before he went back to work halfway across the country.
In May 2014 they hired him permanently in Connecticut so we transferred but we waited until after I finished my treatments in July and we moved in September. Work, miles, time, effort—there was a lot to overcome for us to be together and continue on this often difficult journey. Like I said, David’s my rock. I’m so blessed to be making this Transitions journey with him by my side. Sometimes I think he’s enjoying the journey as much as I am.