Countdown: 14 days until the end of the BIG stuff
Familiar Taste of Poison
On this detour of life, we have reached another four days of bumpy and squiggly road signs. Today's menu included a spinal tap, blood transfusion and a mini chemo cocktail (shout out to you blood donors out there! A million thanks!). I'm also taking a nightly oral chemo which is a powerful little pill. That's the update on the chemofront folks. No big news (which is good news).
Vampire Blog
Getting blood creeps. me. out. yuck. It looks gross and I feel funky knowing it's someone else's blood. I think back to the blood drives (I successfully donated once and got shot down twice) and think about the people donating. Technically I am receiving their past meals, cigarettes, beers, snacks and air. His or her past. Weird. It'd be fun if I also received his/her skills. After I sit two hours hooked up to the bag o' blood - Hey look! I can salsa! Ole! No, just the Taco Bell for dinner two nights ago.
New Glasses
I see life differently and I'm making choices with new measuring tools. For example, I am following my heart to Madison. I meditate. Bought a juicer. Babble to a therapist. See the beauty in everyday things. All things that I got a push to do a la the big C. When you have one hand in heaven, you tend to get busy on earth. More than one person has told me that my experience has inspired them to finally do those dream items. Let's all hop on the Dead Poet's Society bandwagon and 'carpe diem' it up!
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