One of the things I learned in the last years is that my wife is a hero. My cancer story started when she was two months pregnant with our first child, Emma. I had brain surgery when she was four months pregnant with Emma. I started chemo when she was five months pregnant with Emma. Jenn went back to work full-time as a physical therapist when she was seven months pregnant with Emma so that I could have health insurance for my chemo.
Jenn works full-time since the time of my diagnosis to provide for the family. She works multiple jobs so that we keep our heads above water with three kids. She birthed and raised three kid with a husband who is limited by cancer.
I wouldn’t be alive if she didn’t hold to the “In sickness or in health” vow she took almost 13 years ago.
She is a hero.