Hope for the Best, Prepare for the Worst: Cancer and What Came Next – On July 4, 2018, prostate cancer invaded our family. On Fe
Description: On July 4, 2018, prostate cancer invaded our family. On February 28, 2019, my husbands fight ended. Mine continues. This is our story.
On July 4, 2018, prostate cancer invaded our family. On February 28, 2019, my husbands fight ended. Mine continues. This is our story.
Disclosure: Michael lost his battle with cancer in February 2019, but he had asked me to tell his story–our story–and so I am. You can read more about why I’m doing so here . When I originally started this blog, I wrote about events and feelings in the moment, because everything was happening so fast, and everything was chaos. Now that Michael is gone, and I’ve had the time to slow down and look back, all future posts will tell Michael’s story in a more chronologically correct order…or mostly so, no guaran
My boss for the duration of this cancer shitshow, a guy–a friend, really–named Chris, had a standing direct reports meeting each week. I remember sending a “decline” response to the calendar invitation for that meeting the week that Michael’s and my horror story was first starting to unfold. When you decline a meeting in Outlook, you can edit your response, which I did. I don’t remember exactly what I wrote, but it included the word “cancer” in it. Chris didn’t read my response. I know this for two reasons.
Hope for the Best, Prepare for the Worst: Cancer and What Came Next – On July 4, 2018, prostate cancer invaded our family. On Fe