I think my personality has unfortunately changed slightly for the worse with each new diagnosis. In specific I’ve lost my sense of adventure but I’m trying to get it back.
Thankfully I’ve still got my sarcastic sense of humour and blond good looks
My husband once told me that he didn’t need to tell me what to think and that what he loved about me was the fact that I had an opinion on everything. He did also mention that me being a busty blond brainiac was what first grabbed his attention 25yrs ago.
We’ve been told that he is like a glass of milk, I’m more like a chili.
He is steady as can be. I provide the ‘vavavoom’