I lied. I said my next post would only happen when I could announce I was victorious- that I had won my race. I think winning is overrated. Winning isn't everything.
In the last two weeks I have learned that victory doesn't always mean winning. Victory is not defined by whether you cross a finish line. Victory is achieved by simply moving forward the best way you can. Sometimes it is the lessons learned along the path, the small victories that change you and make you stronger. I am still winning my race, it might be taking longer than expected but I am still winning. Today I feel like I can celebrate and share some of my small victories.
I can sneeze and blow my nose again. If you think this is not a big deal try NOT doing it for 2 weeks and get back to me.
I can drive.
I can be in the same room with food and not have to take anti nausea medicine.
I can sleep on my side and not feel like my brains have slipped into my throat.
Medically speaking, we know this surgery did not CURE me-good old zero never came BUT we found out today, my numbers are dropping and dropping is GOOD-zero is overrated !
My ACTH level is non existent-not there-gone. half of my pituitary gone, tumor gone, ACTH gone.
Gone is GOOD.
Before surgery I tried to prepare myself. I thought I could remain positive but what I found was that I was ill equipped to deal with it. Today I feel like I am having more good days and less bad and GOOD is GOOD!
The last 2 weeks have been the hardest of my life so far- At one point during the last two weeks, I even spoke the words, "I do not want to live anymore." and I wasn't being dramatic-I was being serious. I have thrown myself some awesome pity parties in the last 2 weeks, to bad no one could come, they were Oscar worthy performances. Speaking of Oscars, Kevin deserves the Oscar for best supporting actor in a horror film. He has been a rock- caring for our children, our home, our finances all while helping his sick wife AND grieving the loss of his father. He also somehow managed to cook a 16 pound turkey with all of the fixings AND put the Christmas decorations up- THE OSCAR GOES TO KEVIN!!!!! My rock, and the love of my life!
So today I would like to announce my race is moving on, going forward. Cure or no cure. Late remission or not. I must move forward knowing I have God's strength on my side. Knowing that having Him on my team is what matters anyway. No more talk in medical terminology, no talk of failures, remissions or numbers. I am choosing today to focus on the story that really matters, the story of the race we all want to be a part of. The story of grace, humility and faith.
The story I will tell soon...