These things will pass
I suppose it had to happen eventually.
Yesterday was a real downer. I think it was a lack of sleep as nights haven’t been the best.
So it was a day of trying to doze with black thoughts of the future. Has the cancer spread to the jawbone? what happens if I lose that? Maybe it has spread somewhere else? Black thoughts. How am I going to deal with apparently endless treatments and visits to the hospital? Gloomy future. I noticed a full box of a months supply of sleeping pills. Just for a moment…….
Today is somewhat different.
I had a fair sleep last night and a trip into the hospital this morning for an introduction to Immunotherapy. It was tiring as there was a lot of walking but I expect that in that hospital. I learned that there is apparently a charity the offers a driver service to cancer victims. They will pick me up, bring me for any treatment and then drive me home again. That is quite a load off, as all my appointments for the next couple of months are at nine thirty in the morning. Rush hour!
On Wednesday last I had my physiotherapy. Again that was great and I went for a grand cup of coffee in the coffee shop.
So one bad day sandwiched between two good ones.
I suppose it will happen occasionally?
Hang in there my friend. I know somewhat the way you feel and we’ll leave it at that. An old man (of course) once told me long ago, that inside every old man you see is a young man wondering what the hell happened.
“inside every old man you see is a young man wondering what the hell happened.” -that’s for sure.
From observing others in similar straits, it’ll be that sort of roller-coaster at times but, once the new routine is established, the services are in place and steady improvement is evident, that becomes the new normal and, like any other changes in life, you just get on with it, remembering to smile along the way and/or be cantankerous, whichever works best, it’s your choice, you’ve earned it.
I guessed this would happen. The Immunotherapu starts on Monday and once all the other niggling appointments are out of the way things will settle.
This is what I suppose they call the “New Normal”.
Have a look at these Apricot kernel and do a bit of research.
Would you believe that I have been explicit instructions to avoid quack-remedies, snake-oil, herbal remedies, anecdotes and just about every suggestion on facebook!
Stop questioning yourself…….quit the doubt….. you will get through this, the will and support of your readers and lurkers will drag you through, aided of course with your fantastical daughter. To whom I offer my thanks for looking after a cantankerous old fart that both she and we his readers love so so much! As ever my prayers and thought surround you and yours, yours is a tale that hasn’t ended yet!
I know I’ll get through it and giving up is not an option. I do have fantastic support both physically and emotionally.