Allen and I have had quite a few ruff patches since we started dating. 10 months before we began dating, I was diagnosed with a brain tumor. 6 months after we started dating I was diagnosed with epilepsy. But he looked past all that and saw me. He went to doctors appointments with me, sat with me through the seizures, medication changes, drove me wherever when i couldn't drive. He truly is my prince charming that God sent me.
Tomorrow is my seven year MRI. Tomorrow is also the corresponding appointment, which usually never happens on the same day. Seven years since my parents were told that I (their oldest daughter) had a brain tumor that needed to be removed. May 13 was the day my mother was told there was something in my brain. June 11, surgery day. I still get antsy every year. Although i know the routine of it all i still have the worst anxiety about it.