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May. 27th, 2005 11:16 amI have already decided that today is a day of two posts, this one and some wiffle afterwards to cheer me up. This is not a happy post, so I sincerely recommend ignoring it.
News from a much loved friend; chemotherapy may be on the cards.
Part of me feels that terrible dismay on hearing it. And the rest of me thinks; your hair will fall out but it will grow back. You will grow thinner and perhaps that's no bad thing. You will feel sick but it will pass. You will not be able to work, and that means you can re-think the job that has brought you so little joy. This is going to be shit, but you will survive it, and you may even come out of it on top.
I say this and believe it with all my heart. But I cannot know it. Chemo was never an option for me; apparently skin cancers are among the most resistant to it. The knife was the solution, it was quick, and my energy came back fast. It's easy to exhort when you don't know how it feels to be drained and weak for so long. I can't imagine it, so with my C+ certificate from the Rocky Marciano School of Nursing, my answer is always that of the raw and crudely determined; Life is worth the effort. Let's fight and then let's dance.
News from a much loved friend; chemotherapy may be on the cards.
Part of me feels that terrible dismay on hearing it. And the rest of me thinks; your hair will fall out but it will grow back. You will grow thinner and perhaps that's no bad thing. You will feel sick but it will pass. You will not be able to work, and that means you can re-think the job that has brought you so little joy. This is going to be shit, but you will survive it, and you may even come out of it on top.
I say this and believe it with all my heart. But I cannot know it. Chemo was never an option for me; apparently skin cancers are among the most resistant to it. The knife was the solution, it was quick, and my energy came back fast. It's easy to exhort when you don't know how it feels to be drained and weak for so long. I can't imagine it, so with my C+ certificate from the Rocky Marciano School of Nursing, my answer is always that of the raw and crudely determined; Life is worth the effort. Let's fight and then let's dance.