Here I am in the flesh.

So I was saying what had got me into this whole blog thing, and how each person has their own reason. Since I was diagnosed with stage four Cancer, after all my chemotherapy sessions, my endless hospital stays, countless visits to the ER, my surgeries and physical therapy, and then finally being Cancer free, I had to get a grasp on reality, on me. I had to come to terms with what Allah tested me with, I had to accept and be grateful and keep in mind it could always be worse. At that moment, I felt considering all I endured, it couldn't get any worse, but only God knows what else would've happened.So with practically being in bed rest for so long, I had no idea what to do with myself, I wasn't active, I was on oxygen, and if I went out it was to go out for a doctor's appointment. I can honestly say, not only did I hit rock bottom, I was under that even. Again, I am thankful. This journey, let me call it, made me realize who I could count on, and to my dismay it wasn't many people, and it was the people I least expected. I'm not completely in denial, I know each person has their own way of dealing with trauma and chaos and drama and the like, but when it comes to a close friend of yours, even if it was a stranger, and you had the ability to comfort them in any way, whether a text message, an e-mail, a letter, a phone call, anything, with all the technology nowadays you could do a video chat with someone while they are actually in the hospital. (very thankful the hospital had unlimited access to free Wi-Fi ;-)), what excuse do you have to not reach them? To each his own, I wish ill on no one and hope anything and everything I went through, no one, not friend or foe will ever have to go through.