Fuck off is such an appropriate comment when people try to manage their feelings about your health in front of you. When people eye my walker like it’s something I got that they didn’t, I think, “You’re fully welcome to have nine ankle fractures, a knee surgery, two hip surgeries, and an ultra rare bone fragility diagnosis. Then you, too, can pay out of pocket for something that makes the day livable.” Sending healthy vibes your way!!
Thank you for writing about this so honestly. People so often say the wrong thing. I say the wrong thing. I’m sorry for the loss of your boobs. It must be so traumatic. I would say I can only imagine… But I can’t imagine.
I had stage one breast cancer so I was one of the “lucky” ones. But my cancer was also estrogen and progesterone positive —and then a maternal aunt died of ovarian cancer. So two years later, goodbye ovaries, hello menopause and hot flash misery. At the time I had one miracle bio baby age 12 and an adopted son who was then 4. It was a challenging time.
But time moves on and we do heal. That is the miracle. Today is a beautiful spring day here in Virginia. The sun is shining and the daffodils are blooming. Another miracle. I wish you wonder and beauty on your journey, and continued good health. ❤️
Wow, I hear you! I'm so sorry you experienced this trauma and unimaginable loss.
Many people just don't get it. They mean well, but if it hasn't happened to them, some can't possibly understand the grief and rage.
I had a mini-stroke a few days after my 70th birthday, spent a week in ICU, then a month in a rehabilitation center. When nurses and therapists started saying how lucky I was I wanted to strangle them all. In fact, I told one my luck ran out.
I came to accept the old adage, it could be worse. My brain functions and I recovered.
I like your "tell it like it is" style of writing! Thank you.
Fuck off is such an appropriate comment when people try to manage their feelings about your health in front of you. When people eye my walker like it’s something I got that they didn’t, I think, “You’re fully welcome to have nine ankle fractures, a knee surgery, two hip surgeries, and an ultra rare bone fragility diagnosis. Then you, too, can pay out of pocket for something that makes the day livable.” Sending healthy vibes your way!!
Thank you and sending healthy vibes right back at ya!
Thank you for writing about this so honestly. People so often say the wrong thing. I say the wrong thing. I’m sorry for the loss of your boobs. It must be so traumatic. I would say I can only imagine… But I can’t imagine.
I had stage one breast cancer so I was one of the “lucky” ones. But my cancer was also estrogen and progesterone positive —and then a maternal aunt died of ovarian cancer. So two years later, goodbye ovaries, hello menopause and hot flash misery. At the time I had one miracle bio baby age 12 and an adopted son who was then 4. It was a challenging time.
But time moves on and we do heal. That is the miracle. Today is a beautiful spring day here in Virginia. The sun is shining and the daffodils are blooming. Another miracle. I wish you wonder and beauty on your journey, and continued good health. ❤️
Thank you! And also wishing you wonder and beauty and continued good health.
Wow, I hear you! I'm so sorry you experienced this trauma and unimaginable loss.
Many people just don't get it. They mean well, but if it hasn't happened to them, some can't possibly understand the grief and rage.
I had a mini-stroke a few days after my 70th birthday, spent a week in ICU, then a month in a rehabilitation center. When nurses and therapists started saying how lucky I was I wanted to strangle them all. In fact, I told one my luck ran out.
I came to accept the old adage, it could be worse. My brain functions and I recovered.
I like your "tell it like it is" style of writing! Thank you.
Thank you and I'm glad you survived!