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.
It’s been a week, today, since my last chemo therapy. I am finally – finally, done. The level of gratitude is endless, even if I still haven’t really grasped the fact that this is the last time I have to go through the effects, and that the only road ahead...
When going through miserable times, such as chemo therapy, it’s important to find ways to pull through. I found one, quite unexpectedly, but both useful and effective. I found Me, Myself and I – but not in the sense that I’ve done before. Oh, I still have all the people...
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...
I’m very happy and pleased to see that my boob seem to be healing quite well. Right after surgery, it was sore and tender for about two weeks, but for the last couple of days I’ve noticed that the soreness no longer resides. I’m tender to the touch at certain...
I just came to think about Don Miguel Ruiz and his book, the Four Agreements. And it struck me that while I already have my own view on the tumour that moved into my boob, I can still make an even more concious agreement with myself on the matter. So,...
So, I’m experiencing my first wave of grief in this situation with my boobs. Or, boob. For the past couple of days, I’ve begun to realize that I now have one boob which will probably be about half the size of the other one. It saddens me – a lot,...
Third day after surgery, and I’m still exhausted. A little less exhausted than yesterday, but still – tired as hell. I am beginning to realize that perhaps I need to start a new thought process about this. I’m a bit perplexed about it, but perhaps I do need to.
I’ll just use this blog to write about this, since I want to keep it away from social media as much as possible. I really don’t want the over-sympathy that people tend to express, or the fear and turning away. I’m used to dealing with heavy stuff by myself, and...
This is exclusevely focused on the lump I found in my left boob, which turned out to be a tumour. Breast cancer. It’s quite something to take in, to process, but I have enormous loads of gratitude in this odd situation. Let’s get started.
