Cancer Rocks

One whole week has passed, my silent reader, since the news of the Trophy H and “The Big C”. It has been a most amazing time where old friends,lovers and relatives have made an effort to get in touch by phone, email or Face Book. They all sent their greetings, prayers and best wishes for my battle with cancer and we got a chance to catch up a bit on what was happening in their lives.
I still have not seen an oncologist. My first meeting at Vancouver Cancer Center is this Thursday. I was not informed at the time whether I should come prepared with an overnight bag so I am assuming it will be just a meet and greet with the specialist in charge of my case. She will give me her expert opinion and hopefully we will get started on path to treatment. Vancouver Cancer Center is one of the few hospitals in the world that offer alternative forms of cancer treatment separately or in conjunction with chemo or radiology. I have my skinny fingers crossed for a couple of weeks of say maybe, shopping therapy?
I have managed to put on some of the weight I lost while in hospital doing all the tests leading up to all this. MrD must get full credit for this. He has been working overload, running the empire and shopping and cooking. He is constantly bringing me smoothies or snacks and watches over me to insure I consume everything. Now I don’t look so much like a ghoul. I make little forays outside to get some exercise and have developed my own style of walking slowly, like I am contemplating life, rather that just too ill to walk faster.
I am learning new things every day. I am learning to let go of some control, ask for help when I need it and sharpen my sense of humour. Today I am particularly grateful because I am celebrating 6 months of sobriety.