Monthly Online Magazine
by and for those with MS
Issue 149, February 2012
Tables of Contents
Our Pride &Joy!
Gosh, I've been married to Rog now for over 40 year! I have to admit, there were times, especially after the MonSter came into our lives, that I wondered if he could possibly still love me knowing how battered the MS was leaving me.
I wouldn't wish this on anybody, but I got my proof in what I guess is the worst way possible. I have such a vivid memory in my heart of seeing my husband's eyes when we received my diagnosis of cancer the first time in the hospital in 2010. I could look into those hazel eyes and see the past years of love we have shared, and the fear he felt.
It was a traumatic time, and it went on a long time, waiting for results of tests to find out what kind of breast cancer we would be dealing with, finding out it was the worst scenario and if a chemo my doctor developed to deal with it didn't work, I'd have six months to live. This was just the beginning. We had to be dealing with blood clots, then with the diagnosis of uterine cancer.
Two major surgeries would lie ahead, but when I looked into his eyes I knew no matter how hard or how bad it would be, he was going to be loving me through it all.
I'm not going to get into it all again, but I will say the chemo worked wonders, yet even my doctor called me the "miracle girl." We still had the hysterectomy to deal with, and the radiation treatment. During most of this time, at least half of it, Rog was still working. Thank heavens he was able to retire. I could not have done any of what was necessary without him at my side, being my chauffeur and my support.
Yes, I know Rog loves me. If he didn't there is no way he could handle the growing long list of awful things he has to do for me. He does it because he loves me.
This is not to diminish the love I know my daughter and son have for me, but I just needed to say I know my husband loves me, and I know it.
Ashton and Aubrey
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