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Major scare and a little perspective

So I had "the" mother of all scares over the past couple weeks.  The "c" word scare.  Let me tell you, it wasn't fun.  Luckily the doctor acted quickly and got the ball rolling, but that didn't mean I didn't have plenty of time to think.  Especially driving in a car for 12 hours thinking about things.  Thinking about if I really did have breast cancer what would that mean.  How much it would change my life.  Would it be early would it be advanced.  God forbid, would I die.  If it wasn't cancer (thank God it wasn't) how I needed to take better care of myself health wise and get back in the getting healthy groove.  How I need to get weight off, my cholesterol and blood pressure down because I don't want to die young.  I realize we are not guaranteed to live another day, but it was a real wake up call that I'm basically playing Russian Roulette with my life by not taking care of myself.

My summer is going great.  I can keep my boobs (yay).  Me and Barbie, Jr. are having a great time.  I've got some pretty amazing friends.  And I'm getting out and doing the things I want to do.  I'm not sweating the small stuff. I don't spend my days worrying about my status of friendships and relationships like I have done in the past.  I've let go of certain demons that haunted me and just living.  What's meant to be in my life will happen.  All I know is, and I can't say it enough, for the first time in many, many, many years, I'm truly happy. I wake up thankful to have another day, thankful for what I have, and thankful to be surrounded by wonderful people.

And finally, I've opened my heart to a new foster dog.  His name is Journey.  He was found in a ditch by a kind couple, after keeping him several days they discovered he was seriously injured.  He has a fracture in his leg and many pelvic fractures.He had surgery last Friday and will now spend the next few weeks on cage rest.  I have agreed to take him in until he is able to be transported to his rescue.  He's a loving, sweet little fella.  I've had him 24 hours and he's already touched my heart. Of course they all do in their own special way.  But it makes me feel good to know, I'm the one who gets to watch over the little guy.  He's even got his own Amazon wish list!  HA!

I've been an animal lover my whole life and sometimes think I missed my calling.  But at least I'm not sitting back doing nothing.

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Anonymous said…
im glad you didn't have the c-word
3:01 PM
Barbie Girl said…
Thank you! Me too!!!
11:13 AM
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