The energy of the steroids are gone, and I am left with a feeling of complete exhaustion. I am brimming with aggravation and nausea. My muscles ache and I feel like crying. I can feel my body bracing for the side effects that will follow. I am struck by how much the exhaustion builds from cycle to cycle. It makes me wonder what it will be like when I am completing cycle six. But none of this thought process is helpful. I know it. Someone in my community reminded me to find ways to smile- and I think she is right. I wouldn't be able to hear it from anyone other than another survivor. It is hard, but I have so much to smile about.
So, I have decided that I am going to try to fill this blog in November with those things I am thankful for. I may have a day or two where I sit with sadness, fear, or anger - but I won't let it overtake me.
I started this post yesterday, but then became too ill and had to go to bed. So- I am focusing on both of my children for days one and two.
So, I have decided that I am going to try to fill this blog in November with those things I am thankful for. I may have a day or two where I sit with sadness, fear, or anger - but I won't let it overtake me.
I started this post yesterday, but then became too ill and had to go to bed. So- I am focusing on both of my children for days one and two.
Caya Papaya & Leo the Lion
I had my children late in life. I was thirty eight when I was blessed with Caya and 41 when I had Leo. I sometimes wish I had the energy of a young mother, but know that being an older mom has its perks. Someone wrote that having children is like having your heart walk outside your body. I completely agree. They fill me with wonder, love, worry, and at times complete frustration! But I wouldn't change a single thing about them. I am so blessed that these two little people belong to me- and that I belong to them.
This picture was taken at the hospital, just four days before I received my diagnosis of breast cancer. My son was getting his tonsils removed. My daughter was so worried about him- as we all were. But he was brave and amazing, as usual. It seems like ages ago now. I am thankful that my little ones are healthy, smart, creative, and that they love each other. And I am thankful that I get to find out more about who they are as people each day. These two little beings are what will keep me fighting and smiling- no matter what.
Your children a beautiful. Just keep fighting and smiling as you say. Have a wonderful smiley November.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing all that you are going through. Your drawings are exactly how I feel. ( I found your blog from the breastcacer.org site) I'm also a Sept. girl. Your children are beautiful. Mine are just a bit older at 7 and 10.
ReplyDeleteI know I commented on BCO, but just need to let you know I love your art. We also had our kids late and though they are all now young adults I am so glad we chose the route we did to get there. Your girls are beautiful.
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