Although I am due to another follow up with the surgeon just to check some recent X-rays, my mind is beginning to refocus to how it always use to think. Dealing with a personal illness or a sick child is so very trying on the brain, and for those of us who usually have positive mindsets, there are set backs to how we feel think and react. I know all of the possibilities of my future, but hearing them from the “horses mouth” was still shocking. I want them to give me a pill to fix me. Well, that is not going to happen, at least for now. When a parent is given results that they kind of expect, but still have to hear out loud, it has a shocking effect even on the smartest of us. Living by my code of Everything’s Okay, the title of my story, was a little of a struggle these past few weeks, but the fog is lifting. I do know I have to rethink travel and bury my thoughts in the back of my brain, but I will not stand down no matter what. I may have to change some of my ways, but I will be damed if this will conquer me, myself, and I.
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