Listen...what's that strange noise? It's rain!
Round 2 chemo this week. All went to plan again - nice and smooth. Went back to work for two days.
Then today at lunch time came a cruncher, just zapped of energy, weepy, feeling sorry for myself - just wanted that hug and reassurance from Wayne, only he had to go to work and leave me to it. So the bubble wrapped itself around me and I was alone with me and God and that's when He told me again - 'Be still and know that I am God'.
I put myself to bed at 1.30 and lay curled up in the foetal position feeling very sorry for myself physically while my mind was going crazy on steroid meds. So I lay there consciously separating the mind from the body and just letting the body enjoy the sound of the raindrops. I woke at 6 so somewhere in there my steroid mind slowed down and gave me rest.
My taste buds changed this week after chemo. It's a shame because I have been so good at drinking 3 bottles of water a day but now it tastes like plastic even out of a glass, so am frantically trying to find something that will hydrate and flush the chemo out and also quench my thirst. Cranberry juice is winning at the moment at 3am but that's also when I am wanting porridge with brown sugar! Also trying the suggestions in the cancer booklet - eat with plastic fork, have lime juice before food, spice up meals. Got to be some merit in their suggestions.
Round 2 chemo this week. All went to plan again - nice and smooth. Went back to work for two days.
Then today at lunch time came a cruncher, just zapped of energy, weepy, feeling sorry for myself - just wanted that hug and reassurance from Wayne, only he had to go to work and leave me to it. So the bubble wrapped itself around me and I was alone with me and God and that's when He told me again - 'Be still and know that I am God'.
I put myself to bed at 1.30 and lay curled up in the foetal position feeling very sorry for myself physically while my mind was going crazy on steroid meds. So I lay there consciously separating the mind from the body and just letting the body enjoy the sound of the raindrops. I woke at 6 so somewhere in there my steroid mind slowed down and gave me rest.
My taste buds changed this week after chemo. It's a shame because I have been so good at drinking 3 bottles of water a day but now it tastes like plastic even out of a glass, so am frantically trying to find something that will hydrate and flush the chemo out and also quench my thirst. Cranberry juice is winning at the moment at 3am but that's also when I am wanting porridge with brown sugar! Also trying the suggestions in the cancer booklet - eat with plastic fork, have lime juice before food, spice up meals. Got to be some merit in their suggestions.
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| A gift package from my colleagues |
I also put up a post about bath louffa/sponge which a lot of you have read. Hope it made sense and got you thinking about putting into practice.
After a beautiful weekend at the Mount last weekend with Debbie Forster, I am so looking forward to spending time with Wayne. This week I have been asleep by the time he has got home so have lost that connection and sharing our day. He has no gig this weekend (he is a guitarist/musician) either so we will just enjoy our time together and be lazy and remember how blessed we are to have each other.
Thanks again to my prayer warriors and well wishers. I can't stress enough how important you are in this experience.
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