Six months - not a huge amount of time, but in the same token, six months equates to 183 days or 26.5 weeks. Go ahead, as the question... "Why would 6 months be the topic of this blog?" It marks the time frame I've set for myself...
I have some issues with my reproductive system that are increasingly getting worse as time progresses. I've pretty well made the decision to find a permanent solution to the disruption that occurs in my life as a result of those issues, but I don't want to make that decision today. I've decided to give myself six months and at the end of that time, if the symptoms haven't subsided, I will, at that point, follow through and find the solution that best fits my needs.
There has been a great deal of sadness surrounding my thoughts and decisions in regards to this, however. A permanent solution; no matter which route I follow, will also put an end to child rearing. I'm not sure that in the next six months Rob and I will be in a position to consider having a child, but at the same time, I can't take the debilitating pain that surrounds my life, either. Talk about Scylla and Charybdis...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment