I had chemo yesterday. It was one of the more quieter days there. Seems like everyone was off for the day or busy or whatever, but I liked it. Gave me time to rest a bit and chat with my nurses. Wonderful women. Although one of them had a cold and was actively sniffing with a sneezr thrown in. That worries me, but it was an extra day she picked up for work so I imagine she felt compelled to come to work.But cancer treatment…
Loss is not just losing people. The dirty pig cancer steals so much from you. Any problems, no matter how small before cancer become magnified and so difficult to repair, if at all. Plans may be made but there is a very large chance you will not be a part of those plans. You may not feel well tomorrw. I cannot shop for as long as I used to...I have to get in and get out of the stores and go home. I cannot clean my home…
Friends came to see me Friday. True friends. Friends that call me to see how I am doing. Is there anything I need? When can we see you? Those kind of friends. And it was wonderful to see them again. We mostly talked about everything else but cancer which was liberating. Not talk about cancer! Imagine that! I did fill them in as to my health status because they wanted to know and we discussed my treatment plan but that…
Well, I finally found my way in here. Soooo much is here. Took me a day to get and register my name and password, but no matter...I am here...phew!
It has been awhile since I have donated my two cents, but clink clink, here goes.
I think overall I am better at breathing and I am finally getting out in the world. All seems status quo. I don't feel like I am terminally ill, at least not now, not yet. Even when…
