The day after Christmas and I am happy because I made it through another Christmas. #3 since diagnosis.
Epistaxis (blood noses) have huanted by being because of the chemotherapy. I won't be too graphic but I'll just say that I had one that lasted a half hour just as I was getting ready to put on my Christmas clothes. That set me back!
Everyone is at my house-mother, father, in-laws, aunts cousins, and , husband,sons and daughter. You get the picture. Well I went downstairs a half hour late and as a turned the stairway to go to my kitchen - I saw it. I'll take from Dicken's Christmas Carol - I saw the Ghost of Christmas Future. My house has kind of an open floor plan so I'll offer a quick description. Kids playing pool in the game room, (that includes Mario), Michelle and my siste-in-law geting appetizers out and putting finishing touches on the meal. Most adults were in my family room enjoying talk and appetizers, my husband included, and my son Jay , as usual couldn't miss a day at the gym so I hear the family asking for him. And guss what - no mention of me because I was already "gone." Went upstairs to control my thoughts, hide my tears, and shake my head until I got back into real life.
Real life - my beautiful house, my beautiful family, amazing food. It's the life that Mike and I had worked for! I managed to shake it off but again more traumatazation from this horrible disease that call cancer.
Day after Christmas - back to reality - I'm going shopping with my daughter! See you, Rosane
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