Today marks a year since my first chemo. What a different day it’s been.
I woke in a different house, with my gorgeous girls (Paul was at work bright & early), had a leisurely breakfast (I could taste!), took myself off to a yoga class and said many silent but heartfelt thank you’s. I also spent time on Pink Polar with Geoff. What an awesome way to ‘move forward’ as Julia (Gillard – Prime Minister) would say!
A year ago the dread of preparing for the first treatment, walking into that Oncology Unit, laying on that bed, getting hooked up to that stinky drip (ohhh the smell….it’ll never leave me), Deni giving me the ‘sex talk’, having the bizarre sensation of a destructive, but necessary cocktail of drugs etc. I truly had no idea of the horrors which lay ahead.
I got some flowers for Dr Horwood and the team at the chemo unit. The cards, well, where could I possibly start. I simply wrote ‘one year on from first chemo – thank you’.
How far I’ve come, with much help. Pardon the self indulgence, but I’m marking today with a tiny pat on the back and a quiet glass of red wine (as opposed to a drip full of revolting red chemo!).
I’m the luckiest girl on the planet. Life, I know can be a struggle at times, but it’s good to be alive…..;-)
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