My expectations of how quickly I’d recover from my last cycle of chemo may have been a bit high. Rather than springing back to my usual zippy self on the evening of the sixth day, as before; it took until today to feel like that self again. Yesterday found me still weeping and wimpy. Today, that person in the mirror with the gleam in her eye is back, just a balder version than before.
Was it me, or did the stars just snap back into alignment today? The things I set out to do, from dealing with work craziness to cleaning and filling the pond with fish, seemed easier to accomplish. Even tidying up after my lunchtime rosebush pruning marathon was fun. While my strength isn’t completely back (I discovered this while trying to hoist one end of a cast concrete bench to the porch), making it from point A to point B without having to rest is once again possible. I mean this in all ways; physically, mentally and emotionally. The idea of WEEKEND(!) seems delicious now that the zest for home improvement has returned. Our two dogs are following me around again, but you could see the question marks over their heads when I sprang out of bed this morning. I think they got used to my sedentary guise of a large, heated pillow; constantly available to snuggle against for those mid-morning, mid-afternoon and all night naps. I suppose it’s good that even my post-chemo wiped-out self is useful to someone.
Although I’m raring to go, my wife needs to spend time resting due to pulled muscles. While I was making like a sloth during our trip to our cabin, she was dashing around cleaning up a winter’s worth of dust. Now she needs some hammock time. It’ll be my pleasure to provide massages (our house already smells like Ben Gay) and refreshments, as long as it takes her to recover. Hey, now that I’m back, I’m up for almost anything. And it is great to be back, however long that lasts!
Fantastic!
Joyce, m’dear, I’m only too happy to keep welcoming you back to the swing of things again and again and again, until you’re all better. I’m looking forward to seeing both of you when I return from vacation. Love you!
Triple hooray!
Sorry it took even longer this time, Joyce, but I’m so happy you managed to spring back. Joan, being a wife sounds pretty good right now. Those massages can make the world seem right. I hope you both have a comfortable week ahead. I will be thinking of you as the personnel scan your bod in about a week?? and have the next big confab. I’m lighting a candle for another inch forward in this process of recovery.
Hugs from Bonnie
I had absolutely no doubts that you would spring back! In my heart I know you can lick this thing. You are a strong determined intelligent woman. I am so glad after all these years that I found you. You are an inspiration in how all of us should live our lives. Enjoy today and don’t worry about tomorrow.