Leaving the chemo lab around 4PM Joan and I walked around
Spring Lake so she got to see my playground for walking. She did good and so did I!
Then day 3 & 4 hit and it felt like the darkness was
never going to lift. It was pretty
brutal but in this bazaar land it can be like that and then poof it morphs to
something else. Holly was my angel
carrying my wings during that time, sitting with me and reading me poetry. One of my long time favorites, Kindness by Naomi Sahib Nye among them. Both of
us crying, not only from the sorrow but
from the sweet depth of the piece.
Later, when I felt better we came up with a little rhythm for the days
following chemo that I think is kinda fun, the ups & downs on this wild
ride:
Day One (chemo day) Here comes the fun!
Day Two – at least I poo’d!
Day Three – we’ll see….
Day Four – Hit the floor!!
Day five – barely coming alive
Day Six – all fixed
Day Seven – not feelin’ like heaven
Here’s something I’ve learned that I was reflecting on last
night. Maybe it’s part of my makeup;
maybe it’s part of this journey. That
is, there is this duality within the mind (at least mine) and when the dark
forces of chemo overtake me there arises also a distain for just about everything including humanity in
general. My tolerance level is zero, my
sensitivity is high, and I generally see only the negative in what I encounter,
in what I see before me, and in the thoughts in my mind. It’s quite unsettling and sometimes I handle
it with grace, noticing it and not externally acting on it but other times…well,
not so much. I could chalk it up to
feeling lousy and weak, or being grouchy but I really think it’s more than
that. It feels like a dark force and I am somehow in the underworld. Then at some point, the grouchiness starts to fade away and out comes the sweet opposite!
What I see before me is beautiful, beyond words beautiful, I see the
miracle of being human, frailties and all, and I see the good in people. It’s quite interesting and
my conclusion is you just can’t trust the mind, especially in the dark places. Also untrustworthy is that any mindset is fixed, that we are all creating and dissolving our realities as we go. I’ve known this for quite some time but I’ve had such a strong direct
experience, the truth of that has penetrated even deeper.
And speaking of the mind, what’s up with the memory thing? I’ve heard about chemo brain but really! I can’t be trusted to remember much of
anything, even moment to moment. I was
really scared of this before because my memory hasn’t been so great anyway
right? But I take it in stride now and
at least I have something to blame it on!
Sorry!...Chemo brain! I’m
noticing how very patient my kids are with me; this is something new and they
actually let me repeat myself or they repeat themselves knowing I didn’t
remember from the last time they told me the same thing. Ha Ha I love this and
do hope they continue even if I won’t always have this excuse. No more "mom, I've told you that how many times before!"
Yesterday, still feeling funky (and with that negative
mindset I talked about earlier) I rallied to go to Ruby’s Arabian Nights
performance at her school. It lifted my
heart and made me smile down to my toes.
So delightful and her energy, beauty and excitement was so
contagious. The best medicine ever!!
Talk about a turn-around!! Hope the short 30 second video works.
Kitchen update: As of today, we are still without a working
kitchen but the end is in sight. Maybe
even by tomorrow! The floor is finally
in and now there’s a few finishing things before the appliances get moved back
in. Seems the kitchen is much on the
same schedule as my chemo regime.
So that’s the update for now. Not much to write about which is a good
thing. And the best of all…..ONE MORE TREATMENT
TO GO (May 3) and then NO MORE CHEMO!!!
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