Widowed at 27: An Introduction
My name is Jamie and my wonderful husband passed away on December 27th, 2020. Before I jump ahead to the present, I want to take a few initial posts to tell our story of dealing with cancer from the beginning. Let me rewind back to June 2020 and the very first sign that anything was wrong with him. It was right after Father's Day 2020, when he started having pain. The day before, he had spent three hours doing yard work. So when he started having pain in the left side of his lower back, shooting down his leg, it didn't raise huge red flags. After 3 days, and the pain getting worse, he finally went to the doctor. Again, we expected a pulled muscle, sciatica or, worst case scenario, a bulging disc. The doctor suspected the same and wanted to rule out anything major so he was sent for an MRI. Fast forward, a few days or maybe a week, the MRI showed a mass in his sacrum. My heart stopped. A mass? On my loud, obnoxious, ...