Hope can seem listless sometimes. Hope can feel like too much effort. Hope can feel pointless. Hope can seem overshadowed and beaten down by fear.
I almost called this one “Baggage” because – while this is at its core a history of my family’s experiences of cancer – I recognize the possibility that I carry it like baggage.
Yesterday was the first day for a group that I’ve joined at a local community fitness center for people who have been or are living with cancer. It was a mess.
It’s a particularly cruel thing that applying the cream to soothe your burning and peeling skin also highlights the hairs that are falling out.
What’s been happening with the radiation? How’s it going? Here’s a bit about acclimation…
So I met with a radiation oncologist who had a plan… but then decided that there was a slight risk…
If you’re a praying kind of person, I’d be grateful for your prayers. And if you’re not that kind of person, I’d be grateful for your positive vibes and thoughts and encouragement.