On reflection, the way I have seen my life over the few of months while going through chemo is a series of mini skirmishes to get through while fighting my cancer (which is the major battle) with some angles on my side, and demons in the mix. Some have been angels in disguise briefly popping into my life, but quoting from a book I recently read I felt that I had “so many worries that it was like having no worries at all”. Of course not being well, problems and issues seemed much bigger than they really are and at the time I did feel stressed, but I tried to be as calm as possible and tackled each one issue, one at a time – even the unexpected ones.
My extra special Aunt who sends me funny little notes both by text, email and in the post, phones me regularly and generally makes me laugh, sympathises and supports me in so many ways – so loving and caring. my Aunt’s friend who has just finished her radiotherapy, came to visit me and bought me some super bras.
Demons: All those calls I am currently getting asking if I want medical insurance!
Looking back now it doesn’t really seem all too bad – but a lot of energy and stress has been expanded – and not to forget going back to work and all this happened while going through three chemo sessions. There have been other day to day problems as well – the emotional high and lows. I yearn for a little time of peace and relaxation rather than lurching from one thing to another.