This past week was an emotional roller coaster. And I don’t mean I traveled to an amusement park. It was an internal, very emotional week. And one of relief.
First of all, I am part French. Maybe there are only a few Franco drops in my blood, but they are there. So I am quite happy that France won the World Cup. I should also mention if Mexico, Spain, or the US should have won, I would have been happy as well, as I share the genes of a Spaniard, a Mexican, and I was born here in the US. So I can claim victory from four different countries. Ah, the luxury of a mixed breed! 😉
Just in case this slipped by you, today is National Ice Cream Day. I celebrated appropriately. Ice cream – is there anything better that a soft, creamy, cold delight on a summer day?
Now for the final chapter in my cancer treatment. I went to my final colonoscopy on Tuesday. All the little boxes in the report were checked OK. Yeah!!! My cancer treatment start with this uncomfortable and invasive exam (I know it’s necessary!) and ended with the same procedure.
I got home about 1 PM and thought I was going to be able to get at least a few hours on my laptop. I have to mention that many good plans go to the wayside due to reality. Which was the anesthesia was still in my system and I took a long nap.
When it came out of my napping session I was able to a few things. But the big surprise was when I was finally getting ready for the night to sleep my usual six hours.
I started to think about the past 13 months. The cancer cost me lots of money. Which I know I can make it up. But the evil also cost me a year where I could not travel, or go the park or beach as much as I wanted, or do my regular running, even go out on a date. I didn’t have the energy or desire or aptitude to do so. A year of my life, gone forever! I can’t make that time up! Life is too short by any standard. Why this ugly thing shortened even it more??
My friends tell me I’m lucky. I know that. But emotions don’t always agree or follow reality. Anyway, I wept in bed. And let myself cry until my body felt satisfied
And in the morning, I woke up. Afresh and alive. I am looking forward to Knott’s Berry Farm later this month. And I’m taking a friend.