Book Summary ** Our lives, after the diagnosis and subsequent treatment, of my husband for a brain tumor, clearly have taken a path less traveled. Yet our journey has and continues to be, a journey of hope, joy and of unyeilding commitment. We invite you into our lives, a view of our childhood, marriage, a marriage seperate from convention, yet strongly bound. Join us as we recall the last twenty-five years, twenty of which have been spent LIVING with a brain tumor. Come, witness our challenges and discover our triumphs as we reinvent our relationship, struggle to redefine marriage roles, communication styles, and reclaim intimacy after illness.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
It was just a year ago we were facing Ron's pending surgery. Initially it was planned as our yearly vacation in Maine but as the days approach I just knew he needed something done. He was having seizures often and falling too frequently. I dreaded the thought of making him stay inside but he really wasn't safe outside. Wheelchair was a thought. So my plan was that they needed to do an MRI, plan surgery to drain or clear out the cyst and then all would be well. Having approach surgery 6 other times I was geared up emotionally and started on the logistics. We made it to Boston July 14th , had the MRI and would actually have been disappointed had they said there was nothing they could do for him. But the doctor agreed after seeing the films and surgery was planned for July 19th. When asked when we would like it done, according to my plans, the earlier the better because we had a vacation planned. With some help from amazing friends and family the logistics worked out as planned. We were able to stay with a good friend the night before surgery and it was during that stay I was introduced to the concept of co-authoring a book. Yes, Ron was facing surgery the next day but we discussed my dream of sharing his story with others. We talked over how courageous Ron had been and will be during the upcoming days. During the next day I did not think much about the book, my mind was occupied over his recovery but I had a strange sense of calm and just knew in my heart we had done the right thing. A few days after surgery Ron was walking on the beach in Maine and the phone number for a writer and co-author was in my pocketbook. I plan on blogging my reflections of this process over the next few months.