In spite of the efforts to hold out until he returned home, the relationship did not work out. It was a difficult time in my life, but I don't have ANY regrets. You may only get one shot at love, so you love hard. If it doesn't work, you try to move on and hope to find love again.
In 2006, I met the man that would eventually become my husband. Kyle was not my type....at all! However, I felt different in his company than I ever felt with any other guy. He had/has an aura of peace that I sooo needed at that time. Lo and behold, while dating him I began being less sick and was able to go back to school and become a certified residential and commercial building inspector. This was not my passion but I loved this line of work, and still do. It's a really cool career and I love being a woman in a male dominated field!
In 2006, I met the man that would eventually become my husband. Kyle was not my type....at all! However, I felt different in his company than I ever felt with any other guy. He had/has an aura of peace that I sooo needed at that time. Lo and behold, while dating him I began being less sick and was able to go back to school and become a certified residential and commercial building inspector. This was not my passion but I loved this line of work, and still do. It's a really cool career and I love being a woman in a male dominated field!
Kyle and I dated for 7 months before getting engaged. Our wedding
was planned for May 2008, but in January 2008, during a routine colonoscopy, my
colon was punctured and I had to have immediate emergency surgery to remove 10
inches of my large intestine. It took me 5 months to recover!! The wound alone
took two months to close. Our wedding was re-scheduled for October 3, 2008. It
was a beautiful day and I know that God sent Kyle to me. He
is a quiet force in my otherwise often tumultuous world.
I was told I had a 50% mortality rate, had to be admitted and placed in a
critical care unit for 11 days. This was not my first time hearing that I could
die. I feel like a cat with 9 lives, 'cause I swear (ok, maybe I shouldn't swear...) I have cheated death so many
times, I have lost count. After this health scare, my GI doctor (the wonderful Dr. Cuckoo Choudhary at Thomas Jefferson Hospital in Philadelphia) and I started to
discuss other Crohn’s treatment alternatives. She really was adamant about me
having my colon removed. In fact, she had been talking about this for about a
year at this point. I would just shake my head and say “No”. I mean, I’m only in my
30’s. I would say, “If I was in my 80’s yes, because I would’ve lived a full
life by then, but I’m only in my 30’s.” I didn’t want to be associated with
anything that involved a colostomy bag (I had never even heard of an ileostomy before). In my mind, it would stink, everyone would
be able to see it, and people would talk about me.
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