Dying of Cancer, I Watched My Husband Marry My Stepsister

Summary

To save my son, I had to undergo a radical procedure.

I gained sixty pounds in less than three months to meet the extreme BMI and health requirements for a critical, life-saving bone marrow donation.

I lost my once-perfect, hourglass figure.

But looking at my son's healthy, energetic face, I convinced myself it was all worth it.

Later, I tried desperately to lose the weight. But nothing worked.

Instead, the numbers on the scale kept climbing.

Because of my body, my husband, Julian, grew increasingly cold and distant.