Wow, I forgot I even started this blog.  It was created a couple of years ago when my husband was first diagnosed with rectal cancer.  What a scary thing.  Two years later, my husband is cancer free.  We are blessed.

When I first sat down to start this blog, I was so overwhelmed with feelings and fear.  What do we do, where do we go........it seemed there was no one out there.  When I sat to write, all I could do was look at the blank sheet and cry.  And believe me.......I cried a lot.  Was there anyone else out there?  Did anyone know what I was feeling?  I felt so alone.......but I could not write a word, not here.  I wrote it all to my oldest sister in emails.  And there were 100's of them.

I don't know if anyone will see this, but if you do, and you have some of those feelings, write away.

We ended up going to Mayo Clinic in Rochester, MN.  Initially we spent 7 weeks there.  They are the ones who saved my husbands life.  There were several times prior to that I thought he was not going to make it.  I never spoke those words out loud.  I kept putting one foot in front of another, forging ahead.  Fighting one doctor after another.  My husband, bless his heart, remained calm throughout all of it.  We chose to keep positive.  I believe your attitude plays a big part of it!  The fighting with the doctors.....well that came from, I am Irish, and I told them they did not want to see the Irish Wife come forth!!  haha.......they did.  Several times.  You have to really be an advocate for your loved one.  Ask why, what, how come, how much, all the questions, all the time!!!

I know I am bouncing all over the place here.......did not really expect to write in this blank spot......horses are waiting to be turned out.....errands to be ran........I will return.