Valentine's Day - it was supposed to be the day of my surgery. We had some good jokes with that date - no pressure on Mr. Eckhoff for a Valentine's gift when your wife is in the hospital! However, he got lucky and the date of surgery had to be moved. We were looking at April but I got the phone call last night that it was rescheduled for March 19th.
This sent me into a tailspin. I had a hard time thinking about putting myself back there. It seems my life is just starting to come together again. I have been working hard on getting healthy and to think of being bed ridden, not being able to drive again, hurting again was a little overwhelming.
It got me thinking back and to thinking about Mr. Eckhoff. I am lucky. Through my daughter's illness and then my cancer I was able to see again what an amazing mans I have in Mr. Eckhoff. So bear with me as I take a stroll down every syrupy cliche out there....
From the day he came home to hear the news that I had cancer he has not faltered. He held it together when I couldn't. His timing was impeccable with a quick joke when I felt I would explode with anxiety. He took charge when I couldn't. He kept track of the appointments, the medicine, my caregivers (babysitters) and he took care of me. He tells me I'm beautiful when this scarred up body doesn't feel it. But most importantly he takes care of our children when I can't. He was there for them and he is still there for them in a way that has made me love him even more. I know its been hard on him, especially since he lost his mom to cancer, but he does't show it. He just stays a constant support for me and our family.
Yes, I AM LUCKY.
And, truth be told, I am lucky he puts up with me because if he didn't I have a sneaking suspicion my family would pick him over me.
