I don't thank you enough

Cyn Bagley April 2023

This morning I was reading Gabs post on gratitude:

Gratitude

I have been dealing with illness for such a long time with varying degrees of success that I have not thanked the people who have supported me in this long journey. One of the people that deserves my gratitude the most was my late hubby who died in 2014. Without him, I may not have survived that first year of cytoxan and high dosages of prednisone. Where ever he is, I hope he knows how grateful I am.

My family especially my brothers in Las Vegas have been a great support. There have been times that they have been able to step in and take over when I was too overwhelmed by the disease or the doctors. One instance in particular was when I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. I was so sick at the time that I could barely leave the bathroom. Too much TMI, I’m sure.

When I couldn’t get the doctor and the surgeon offices to communicate, my brother stepped in and smoothed it over for me. I was beyond frustrated. I hope he knows how grateful I am for that help.

Then the time when I was in a car accident. A nurse going home from a long shift, ran into the back of my car. He hit me hard enouth that the car bounced into the middle of a four lane road. After the adrenaline dissipated, I was in agony for weeks. This brother helped me with the damage to my car, and connected me to an attorney. I was sent to a physical therapist for some months until I began to feel better. Because of this care, I healed faster than I would have otherwise.

These are only two examples of care from my family. I have been in a few social media groups where we supported each other. In particular I was involved with a group who were who supported other sufferers of my autoimmune disease. We were cheerleaders and even comforted each other. If someone had a problem with prednisone, we could assure the newly diagnosed patients that at least one of us had had the same problem.

For an introvert and a patient who has spent most of her time in semi-isolation, online groups have been a blessing.

So thank you all for being there for me when I was at my low points and my high points. Thank you for making me feel like a person, instead of a disease.

Thank you.