Now some people might think this isn't a big deal, but you see, it is.
Friday my daughter, who is 25, and I are flying to Ft. Lauderdale for 5 days. This is the blow out vacation. My sons aren't coming, no lovers, just my daughter and I.
No itinerary, no budget, whatever we want to do we will do.
We will be staying in a hotel right on the beach, with a partial ocean view, a partial view is just fine as long as I can walk out the door and be on the beach.
Why is it the vacation of a lifetime? Some of you may already know. For those who don't, I have cirrhosis of the liver. My liver is just about as bad as it can get. The medication that would have stopped the Hep C from further damaging my liver, made me sick, I was allergic.
I don't know how much longer I'll be around. Three years ago my doctor told me I had four to five years, but it was going to happen. This isn't easy stuff, sports fans. Not for me and not for my family and friends. My kids have been torn up over this, my daughter moved back to Cleveland this past June so that she could spend whatever time I had left being around me. Not every minute of every day but at least once a week we spend time together.
Sometimes I forget I'm sick, no need to dwell on it, but I do find myself crying from time to time. Mostly I try and have fun, be silly, stay involved.
In October my youngest boy is getting married to a wonderful girl and we're all going to Las Vegas for an Elvis wedding (this is so us). So we'll all have that vacation together.
But this Ft. Lauderdale trip is special for my little girl and I. I love my boys and we talk all the time. We enjoy each other and love each very much. But my daughter, oh yes my daughter. Her heart beats inside me and it hurts so much to see how scared she is sometimes when she looks at me.
We need this time for the two of us. We need to celebrate being women, being strong and blessing each other.
Oh yeah, I'll be raising hell in Florida. I promised her I would moon someone at least three times down there. We'll sing and dance in the stores as we shop.
We'll do whatever the hell we feel like doing and she'll have this time to look back on and smile.
I want her to smile.
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I turned it down. The list is long, the meds suck and I'm 58 years old. A young person should get it. That's what I decided.
I am so sorry you have to go through this! I am glad to see you enjoying the rest of your life to the fullest! I hope you have a wonderful trip with your daughter and make memories that she will never forget! ~hugs to you Sharon~ ~hugs again~
Seriously...I hope you have an absolutely wonderful time.
turned it down? I don't think I could have done that were I you. *sigh* I'm sorry that you had to make that decision.
((((hugs))))
I understand why you didn't discuss. Have a ball. I only hope it's close to Penni, so you all can get wild. You know she is a party unto herself, don't you?
Live and in living colour.
Raise hell, push the limits and enjoy yourself. You are a courageous woman!!
I admire your spunk and your courage!!!
sounds like a trip to BE there for...sigh...
we look forward to hearing about the fabulous time and hy-jinks when you come back from your trip. You are truly and amazing woman. It is very poignant to know in advance that you are about to embark on making memories that will last a lifetime in your daughters mind. I appreciate reading your wisdom.
My heart is with you and your kids. I hope you have the best time you could ever have on your trip with your girl. Give 'em hell harry...urrr, sharon. :o) namaste
I'm so sorry to hear about your boy. The good thing is that he is young and in good condition. He should be able to take interfeuron and do just fine.
Blessings to you and yours.
Kimberly - thank you. Actually I don't waste time worrying, just get sad and scared every once in a while. For the most part I'm pretty happy.