Some might know that my wife had breast cancer in 2018. If you ever saw my bass boat you know who I am. There is a lot of Pink on it.
Fishing has been one of my priorities. All my vacations and schedules revolved around fishing. I have a good wife she never complained.
She wanted a new vehicle a few months back. I suggested we hold up until she reaches 62. At that age she would retire and we could maybe just go down to one vehicle.
Like I said priorities. Last week my world got rocked for a second time. If you have been there you have seen it. She walks down the stairs I hear the sobbing and I see the terror in her eyes. She's able to get out, I bleeding in my urine.
Life changes quickly, your mind goes into over drive. Phones calls are made, urgency is the name of the game. I'm good at pulling strings and doctors appointments along with testing is set up fast. The next day she goes to her first appointment. I got things going fast.
So as I'm sitting waiting for her to come out of the exam room I hear her voice, I would really like a new Jeep in my head. Then I remember my shit ass reply what's wrong with yours, can't you wait a few more years.
In about 15 mins while sitting in that waiting room I was able to find over 30 Jeep L's sitting at Victory Jeep in Delmont, Pa. It's about an hour and half drive. Now I have my truck. It's dirty, loaded with crap and I just filled the gas tank today and put new tires on it the prior week.
When she came out I drove straight to that dealership. I didn't care she was getting her new Jeep that evening even if it meant I traded in my RAM Crew Cab. She got her new Jeep that evening.
My priorities have changed, heck they should have changed a few years back. Fishing has taken a back seat. To be honest I don't even feel like fishing. I have one great wife that I love. She is my only priority.
Now it has not been one week. She has met with three doctors, had blood work, ultrasound, enhanced CT scan and another doctors appointment tomorrow.
Initial tests are promising, but we are still waiting for more testing and results.
My point is tomorrow is not guaranteed. My wife is my life. I sat with her for hours each time as she went through 26 weeks of chemo the first time. I paced back and forth through two mastectomy operations. I held her hand and we cried together.
We are strong, she is one heck of a strong woman. I'm not asking so much for your prayers, there are others that need them more. What I want is to make sure you have the right priorities. I have mine even though I have forgotten it a couple of times.