My Suport Hoes

I'm sure you're all reading my blog thinking, "Is she going to do something other than complain?" Well, mostly, no. But this is one post that I'm actually not going to complain for a change. (hold your applause)

I have been through so much over the last 6+ months (stating a fact, not complaining so don't call me out on a lie yet), and I could not have gotten through it without the support of my family and a few very special friends.

Without my parents, all 15 of them (okay, only 6), especially my dad and step-mom, Chris, the kids, and I would be living in a van down by the river.

My step-mom has been a wonderful friend and "second mom". She is always there to listen and offer kind words of encouragement. She is always offering to help with things when she can. I know I couldn't do this without her.

My mom, my friend, my shoulder to cry on, has been so wonderful throughout this whole thing. She has been going through so much of her own stuff/stress. But no matter what, she always listens when I call her crying (which is a lot). She used to live about 30 minutes from us and recently moved to a place about 10 minutes from us. I have loved that! She has helped with as many things as she can even with the busy life she leads. She is a huge support both physically and emotionally and I am so grateful for that.

Without my sister, my aunt, and my neighbors Chris would have had to fix dinner a lot more times than he would have liked. I also appreciate the occasional visit or two to keep me sane.

I also have a couple of wonderful friends (yes, Kerri, even though you're my cousin, you're still my friend!!!) who have listened to me bitch and moan a whole hell of a lot. I haven't had a lot of things to talk about other than my illness for awhile and they have put up with it really well. I, personally, would be really freaking sick of it! But that's why they're such great friends and I love them, because they put up with me! So, thank you for putting up with me and please continue to put up with me. Please! Please! Please! Can someone please pass the Fork?

Last, but not least, I am SO thankful for my wonderful husband, Chris. Now, if there's anyone that I couldn't do this without, it's him. He is my rock. He has kept me from going to Two Rivers (the local psych facility for those of you out of towners) many times. He has pushed me into calling this doctor, going to that doctor, or getting such-and-such test. He has waited on me hand and foot, even when I haven't showered in a few days and those feet aren't smelling so nice. He has practically been a single dad (aside from the occasional shout "Danica, stop that" from the couch) since December. He has dealt with my ups and downs.. okay, he's dealt with my downs, lots and lots of downs. I am so thankful that I have such a wonderful husband that is willing to stick with me through all of this. Not all of them do. I love him more than I can say.