When I got the diagnosis, I almost broke down. I fell on my husband’s shoulder, crying like a poor dog. Twitching all over.
The medical certificate diagnosed me with breast cancer, my goodness! I couldn't accept it for a while.
I am a very strong woman. From elementary school to university, I am a schoolmaster in my class. No one can shake my position. I am very strict with myself. When I was in college, I insisted on running 10 kilometers every day, and my extraordinary perseverance often amazed people around me.
After work, I am a workaholic. I am always the first to come to the unit and the last to leave. Many colleagues around me look at me and feel that I have suffered too much from myself.
But I have my own ideas, I want to make a career while young. In my heart, women should not end their careers early and cling to men.
In this way, I was 26 years old in a blink of an eye. My parents have always been calm about my marriage. They think I am excellent and are not afraid of not being able to get married. But at this time, I couldn't sit still, and began to urge me to consider my marriage.
And I suddenly discovered that time really waits for no one. Seeing some subtle crow's feet on my face in the mirror, I felt that it was necessary to consider my marriage, but I found that the colleagues around me either had married or were not in my liking.
I am not a casual person, I stick to my principles, no matter how anxious my parents are. When I was 28 years old, at an academic exchange meeting, I knew a Mr. Zhang who came back from the UK and was about the same age as me. He is handsome, vigorous, personable, and talented, which makes me very enamoured.
When we were having dinner together, I deliberately met him. Who knows that he also has good intentions for me, so we left each other's phone numbers in the name of academic exchange.
Mr. Zhang is my current husband. When I confirmed the relationship and brought my husband home, my mother laughed from ear to ear.
We are all in a critical period of our careers, busy with our careers, tacitly telling each other, encouraging each other, until I was 31 years old, I married my husband.
In the first year of marriage, I never got pregnant. I went to the hospital for a checkup with my husband. The result of the checkup made me depressed. I got infertility and couldn't give birth to a child. This was a blow to me. Although I worked hard to make my life better, my destiny did not always favor me.
For the first time, I felt helpless with fate. Although the mother-in-law is also a scholar, after all, the love of the son is eager, and the anxiety is beyond words. Later, my mother-in-law told us that now that science is more advanced, you can just be an IVF. Economically, it is not a problem for us. My mother-in-law was also afraid that I would not be in good health when I was old, and urged us to do it sooner.
There is no other way. My husband and I started contacting IVF. At this time, I was 34 Years old. We started a routine physical examination, but the result of the examination turned out to be extraneous, and I had breast cancer.
Once again, I feel that fate is joking with me. When I was crying, my husband gently stroked my shoulder, comforted me softly, and kept me happy.
Fortunately, breast cancer is not a terminal disease. After the operation, my condition is not bad, and the doctor keeps me in a good state of mind. Now I am receiving chemotherapy, but the doctor said that I cannot have children within 5 years after the chemotherapy operation.
I feel very uncomfortable after hearing this. My husband and I have a very good relationship. From love to marriage, I have never blushed until now. My husband is an only child, and my mother-in-law is looking forward to the child, but what can I do in this situation? I also have to maintain a good attitude. I really want to tell my husband: How about we get a divorce, you can find another one. But I couldn't say it, fearing that my husband would say that I was hypocritical.
My husband always accompanies me to chemotherapy. Once the mother-in-law got sick and needed someone to take care of her. It happened to be a close colleague of mineWhen you come to my house and take the initiative to accompany me, I told my husband, take care of your mother-in-law.
I haven't walked far, I forgot to take my bag. So I hurried back with my girlfriend, probably because my husband was going to accompany my mother-in-law out for a walk, hiding the door. I heard the mother-in-law and husband talking.
The mother-in-law sighed and said, "Hey! There seems to be no hope of holding a grandson in this life." The husband smiled and said to the mother-in-law: "Mom, I and Xiaoqian (as my husband calls me) are good. That’s it. I’m very happy with Xiaoqian now. Xiaoqian is not in good health now, so don’t complain."
I opened the door and threw into my husband’s arms all at once. The ground flows down. Seeing my mother-in-law, I quickly came up to apologize to me. I felt ashamed again. I took my mother-in-law's hand and said to her mother-in-law, "Mom, when I'm done, we must give you a grandson." The mother-in-law looked at me. She smiled and said, "My daughter-in-law will be fine, and there must be a fat boy." At this time, we all realized that my colleague was standing next to me, and felt embarrassed. The colleague stood there, eyes moist. I quickly took my bag, pulled my colleague, and left the house. (The end of the story has nothing to do with the text)