Anniversaries can be filled with joy and sadness. I’ve hit two in the last two weeks that are a mix of both. Joy that I’m a year out from the start of one of the hardest medical experiences I’ve ever faced, and a some sadness for what has changed as a result.  Back on 8/21, it was one year since the MRI that picked up Norman growing inside my head.  One year ago today, I saw Norman for the first time when I met with the doctors at the U of M.  I posted the following comment on the AN Facebook group that became a great resource of information for me, including helping me find surgeons to contact for 3rd and 4th opinions.

Diagnosed with a 2.4cm AN 1 year ago today.

Surgery 7 1/2 months ago.

I don’t post here much, but want to take a minute to thank those who do.  After my diagnosis you helped me feel like I wasn’t alone.  As I discerned my treatment decision you helped me understand the possible outcomes of surgery – real life, no sugar coating. In the days leading up to my surgery and still now as I recover, you helped me see that life does go on and that it can be (and is) good. Stay strong, warriors!

There’s something about being able to dialogue with people who “get” what you’re going through.  Their situation may not be exactly what yours is, but it’s close enough.  They understand the emotions and the unknowns and some can offer hope when sharing where they are at today.  I was able to “meet” two people through the AN page and corresponded with them after my surgery.  They left notes letting me know they were thankful for my support during the time leading up to their surgeries.  Looking back on those conversations now, I think they helped me just as much.  It was a lot to process.  Talking to them helped me face the reality of what I went through and keep pushing through my early recovery.