I just read a post from an acquaintance on Facebook, where she wrote about quality time with her grandchildren. That struck right home with me. Not in a grandparent/parent/child-sense, though. No, rather as in – how about I start spending some quality time with myself?
Luckily, not the rejection of myself, but rather the rejection of stuff I want to remove from my body, mind and spirit. I’ve done it before, and it just struck me that I should write it down, so I can remember, just in case I forget.
I take realizations wherever I can get them, and I had one couple of hours ago that I feel the need to write down. It was mainly about manifestation, and something I feel might be worth spending some time to actually consider from as many perspetives as possible.
So, after my very last chemo, I am experiencing a very odd sensation of having a smell or taste of poison inside my body. I feel like I stink toxic on the inside, and I feel like I can smell that same sour, bitter and musty taste on my body....
I just a few minutes ago realized something, which was QUITE the insight for me. 😮 Seriously – I’ve never thought about this specific matter, in this way. It’s superinteresting, and something that I am most definitely going to start working on.
If I don’t misrecall, I wrote – or at least began writing a post about stuff that I am learning through my journey with chemo therapy. However, for the last couple of days, I’ve thought about it some more, and there are a few things that are getting more clear...
I had my third chemo last Thursday (next Friday/Saturday presently). It’s been a difficult week, as I’ve learned first week after the treatment is. Also very different from the two first ones – not to mention tiresome.
I’ve been writing about this, mainly on Darkside, but I thought I’d just make some sort of update here as well. I’ve recieved my second chemo, and am presently experiencing the worst days of the three week cycle. It sucks.
It’s been couple of days since my first chemo – technically, it’s Tuesday (2.08am), thus five days since my first chemo. It’s been some really weird days, and I wanted to write somethings down, just to remember since I fear this may be hidden in haze once this is all...
Being who I am, I’m always interested in finding something to learn from what I experience. This whole situation with cancer is no different. Especially since it is not my first encounter with it. I lost both my parents, my granddads and my youngest uncle to cancer, so obviously there...
