9 Years and Counting..

Well folks, this is a day I never thought I'd see.

It's 9 years today since I was diagnosed with MM, when my world and life changed forever.

At the time, 6 weeks before my 40th birthday, I thought I was facing only 2-3 years of life and making it to my 45th would be highly unlikely.

Now I am a few weeks off turning 49 and starting to make tentative plans about my big old 50th next year. Now making it to that would be one hell of an achievement.

But with every day comes also sadness. For the other friends with Myeloma who weren't so lucky and are no longer here, or with their families and friends. And the frustration and pain of living in a body that doesn't work so well these days. Obviously there is the huge upside of still being here, which I clearly wouldn't trade for anything but I do miss being able to move, run, jump and do 'fun stuff', most of which is beyond me now.

But hey, here's to 9 years of cheating the odds, defying the beast and being in California right now, sucking up some sun rays and looking forward to a weekend at the cottage with good friends.

Love to you all, and thanks for sticking with me on what's not the best journey in life, but is still a very much loved and wanted life.

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