Cancer and Healthy

Once the diagnosis at the age of twenty-five with non-Hodgkins lymphoma, I had some of my love life on the back burner during my two and half years protocol. Living life as a cancer survivor and hope one day marry and children can be a part of my future seemed more like a fantasy than reality.

I found myself to go on one or two dates with someone and end what could have been a possible relationship with intent. What if he found out I was stigmatized with cancer, non-Hodgkins lymphoma, and ran for cover? How would I feel? How would I be destroyed? Can I deal with that kind of rejection on the basis of my medical situation and the physical appearance? Marriage? Children? These questions are far from superficial and barr aged my thoughts. They were really, right to the heart. It was the fear of rejection, humiliation, and the thoughts of what would a gentleman friend bald, gray, and the search for cancer treatments?

I had a great wig and with what make-up nobody could tell I was struggling to cancer survivor. I was twenty-five years young goes to the bars, parties, and any and all other conceivable social function. The cancer does not have been able to stop me there. It took me from entering into a relationship, was actually me who kept me from entering into a relationship. During that time I have the cancer too much power. Until I met Ronnie. I never had expected that within nine months after the non-Hodgkins lymphoma diagnosis, love was about to blossom and change my life completely. Yes, it was the intention.

When Ronnie first asked me one day, I was extremely apprehensive. He wanted me let go of feelings of insecurity that I accepted to fight me as I was on my way to surviving cancer. He saw how I managed my cancer diagnosis, and was inspired by watching when I was fit for a smile on my face every time he saw me. I was relieved by his reaction, however, that moment I could not myself along to the fragile condition. As a result, I refused to go with him, thinking I was doing him a favor. Mentally and emotionally I still had my love life on hold. That went on for about six months, but in that time we became best friends. We went to the movies, eating out, playing golf, just enjoy each other's company.
Apart from the non-Hodgkins lymphoma, Ronnie remained persistent and helped me to see that I deserved to be happy in every aspect of my life.

He knew that I wanted to be with him, just as he wanted to hear me. It was so surreal that someone if he would accept me as a friend, hairless and with a blotchy gray complexion. He gave me the confidence to secure with our relationship as he continues, ultimately culminating in the true love. He became my rock and never asked for anything in return just have my health and happiness. We married on our four-year anniversary, and sixteen months later we had our first of three children * * miracle.

We feel equally strongly about our relationship, if not stronger than ever before. We had the opportunity to have children - something that the doctors were certain would never happen. The cancer protocol was supposed to twenty-five years old my body into menopause. The love and appreciation I have for my husband and children never be taken for granted, not after living with cancer. Non-Hodgkins lymphoma, Marriage and children ~ it was all meant to be.