What an amazing holiday! December has been a wonderful month filled with moments at home with my loves and holiday celebrations with family and dear friends. You know I am shaking in my boots now, right?
I have restarted physical therapy and am trying to enjoy the daily granny exercises I have been given. I am off Square 1! The road to recovery begins with physical therapy and increasing my strength and stamina. Let’s not make a big deal about it because I don’t want the parasite or evil spirits to notice. Maybe they won’t see that I’m leaving Candy cane in the house sometimes and forgetting to carry her around. Maybe they won’t see that I’m happy and getting comfortable here in my home.
I still have yucky blucky symptoms that make all my doctors shrug with an “I have no idea face”. Sadly I know those expressions very well. My mom keeps asking “why don’t they know? someone must know” she says. They don’t. Not a lot of records or history for ALL survivors who had stem cell transplants. They are fairly new in medical terms and they don’t have 40 years of history to look back on. Besides the fact that everyone is different (me especially) and each ALL survivor gets their own battery of yucky bluckies.
So do I open my little treasure box of hope? Should I risk getting hurt again? I don’t know. I’m not sure I can keep it closed. It’s human nature to hope and dream. Maybe for just a little while I can imagine my new normal. My REAL life where I’m not asked my birthdate 50 times a day. It’s mighty scary.
I recognize that my life will never be like it was before April 12, 2014. But I would like to live a life that resembles it. I was never the healthiest gal on the block. I can live with chronic stuff and manage just fine. I just don’t want to deal with more new stuff. I’ve reached my quota thanks very much.
We are looking forward to waving goodbye to 2015;another sucky year in the Wax yearbook. The only good thing I can say about this year is that I was cancer free. I made cancer my b****. That’s right parasite. You can run but you can’t hide from my newly fortified cells. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
I wish you all a happy and healthy 2016. May we spend time together and make memories filled with joy and laughter.