The day is finally here!
After nine long months of treatment; chemo, surgeries, and radiation, I am finally completely and totally DONE.
Cancer sucks, treatment sucks, it has SUCKED, but it's OVER.
I don't ever want to do this again... I will if I have to, but for now I am going to keep praying that the cancer never comes back.
My skin is still a burnt piece of toast right now, but it's done getting fried.
Bring on the rest of my life... #BraveBetty
Stay tuned for an invite to the Fuck Cancer party that my mother-in-law and sister-in-law are throwing me.
www.fuckcancerbravebetty.com
Friday, July 19, 2019
Tuesday, July 16, 2019
The Truth About Death
Life is fleeting. We all have the same fate, one that can't be avoided no matter how we live our lives.
You can be the kindest, most amazing person in the world.
You can be a real prick.
You can be rich or poor.
You can be single or married; a parent or not.
You can be young or old.
You could be a man, or you could be a woman.
You can be black, white, Asian, Native American, or Hispanic.
You could be gay, straight, bi, or trans.
It doesn't matter. It doesn't discriminate.
You could be sick. You could be completely and utterly healthy.
One day you're alive. The next you aren't.
You could play guitar... and grill the best burger in the world... and always come to work with a smile on your face and a "hello" for anyone you walk past. You could have four children. It could be your birthday...
My place of employment is filled with people in mourning today. We lost one of the good ones.
RIP Guy. You will be missed.
You can be the kindest, most amazing person in the world.
You can be a real prick.
You can be rich or poor.
You can be single or married; a parent or not.
You can be young or old.
You could be a man, or you could be a woman.
You can be black, white, Asian, Native American, or Hispanic.
You could be gay, straight, bi, or trans.
It doesn't matter. It doesn't discriminate.
You could be sick. You could be completely and utterly healthy.
One day you're alive. The next you aren't.
You could play guitar... and grill the best burger in the world... and always come to work with a smile on your face and a "hello" for anyone you walk past. You could have four children. It could be your birthday...
My place of employment is filled with people in mourning today. We lost one of the good ones.
RIP Guy. You will be missed.
Monday, July 15, 2019
I have a dilemma
My emotions have been all over the place lately, which
brings me to my dilemma. I have a
friend. I really like this person. I think they are fun, funny, a blast to hang
with, we share many of the same opinions, and we have kids the same age so it’s
easy to find common ground. They were
there for me through this whole crazy cancer thing, super supportive, and a
great friend to have around when I needed it.
Lately, there has been a clear disconnect, but I’m not sure where it’s
coming from. It isn’t every time we talk,
though… Some days I feel it, and other days I don’t. Today is one of the days I felt it. I’m not sure if I should ask this person
about it, or just let it pass like it has seemed to do the last few times it’s previously
occurred.
When I say clear, I mean this person is short with me, if I
try to invite them out or make plans with them they blow me off, when they
discuss doing something we’d usually do together they extend no offer to me
(and I’m not one to invite myself), and moments after being cold to me, a thing
I could blow off as just busy or having a rough day, they turn around and joke around and give off their usual warm personality but toward someone else.
Am I jealous? No. Am
I sad? Very.
This is someone, like I said, whose company I truly enjoy, someone I appreciate. I’d like to
continue being friends, however, one-sided friendships aren’t friendships at
all. I could distance myself from them
the way I feel like they’re starting to do to me. I can put them into the acquaintance category
and move on. It’s difficult though,
especially when it’s someone you really like and who you think is a pretty
amazing person. If this person no longer wants to be my friend, I'll be totally bummed.
The easy answer is obviously talking to the person. If we are as good of friends and I thought we
were, it shouldn’t be that difficult, but it is. If I confront it, and this truly is the end
of what I thought was a good friendship, I think it’ll hurt more than trying to
ease myself out of it on my own terms and in my own time. I am paranoid that because my
emotions are all over the board thanks to dear ole menopause, I could be
reading this all wrong and things could be totally fine. If it's nothing, and they have no idea what I'm talking about, then I'll feel silly. Am I just being overly sensitive?
My biggest hurdle to get over is myself. I don’t feel very confident in my emotions
since the hysterectomy. They truly are
bonkers. I don’t want to jump to a
negative conclusion when there’s really nothing there to be worried about. Yet, the last 3 weeks I haven’t been able to
shake this feeling. I bought myself a cup over the weekend that says "Worry less, Live more." If only I could.
This person doesn’t read my blogs, they aren’t very active
on Facebook. So, I come to you, people
who read my blogs, and ask you… am I just being a big baby? Do I give up? Do I talk to them? Do I do
nothing and wait it out? I just don't know...
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