So I’ve been having a pretty rough time, lately. A lot of you know, I found out in November that I have (very treatable) cancer. I am in my mid-twenties.
Had to go through several tests, two surgeries, a month without a thyroid and no thyroid medication (not fun), and now have a multitude of medical bills that I couldn’t afford to pay even if I hadn’t had to miss a ton of work over all of this. I start radiation treatment on Friday, which will not be fun and will cost more money. There is no one helping me - my fiance is in college (which we are struggling to pay for ourselves) and my parents backed out on helping me at the last minute.
Not having a thyroid has also subjected me to unexpected mood swings and depression, among other symptoms. I had an especially low day today after having to miss more work because my oncologist called me last minute wanting more expensive tests before my radiation treatment on Friday. I came home and tried to organize and budget for bills I haven’t looked at in a week because I just cannot deal with not being able to pay them. By the time it was all said and done, I just wanted to lay down in my bed and never get up.
But I got up. I went and checked the mail. I saw I had gotten a letter from a friend. I thought, maybe I can do this. Another friend had sent me some bread to cheer me up a few days earlier and I fixed myself a few pieces, bundled up in a blanket, and munched on it while reading my letter.
It was fourteen pages of goofiness that, despite everything, made me smile and laugh. Made me realize things could be worse.
This was the last page. Just wanted to share it, in case anyone else needs a pick-me-up today.