Well, it’s been quite an adventure and it’s not over yet. It will still be a few months (they say) until I feel normal again. Of course, I will never be the same again. And that’s OK. I am deepened and I have even more trust in the world and the people I love.
Thank you for being with me in this chapter.
I’m going back to client work now. Please visit me at Third Thought.
Now that I have completed my radiation therapy I can start saying that I am a ‘cancer survivor”. But I choke on the term. Survivor?
The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines survive: to remain alive or in existence : live on. That’s OK but it feels so passive.
So, rather than Cancer Survivor I plan to call myself a Cancer Veteran (with absolutely no disrespect to military veterans, some of whom are my family).
I feel like I have been at war with a very formidable enemy. I am recovering from some serious wounds and I am still in the battle for my health. Already I am sharing Cancer War stories with other veterans.
I have been feeling pretty doggone well since Sunday afternoon. Maybe it was the weekend effect: two days free from zapping. Maybe it’s all the supplements Dr. Heidi has suggested. Maybe I am like the proverbial horse, smelling the barn at the end of an arduous journey. Whatever it is I am VERY grateful.