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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Please Be Aware of YOUR Good Days, Too.

Today I woke up feeling like Tony the Tiger. Grrrrreat.

'Don't know why and am no longer foolish enough to think it will last (too much disappointment when it doesn't), but I'm having a wonderful day and couldn't wait to get on here and tell you. If you're thinking of me, just know that I do, indeed, have good days as well as bad.

This morning I went to the gym and set all the weights heavier than before and pushed myself. I did a warm-up on the bike and 20 minutes on the eliptical. I told my classmates and leaders that "today I feel great." I was chattier than usual.

Then I had an hour to spend between the workout and a massage, so I walked around outside with my head held high and actually phoned a friend. (Those of you who know about my phone phobia and how I am when I'm depressed will see the significance of that.)

The massage was wonderful and since the therapist and I were alone in the massage room (at the Y there are many massage tables separated by curtains to give the illusion of privacy), I got to ask her questions about her life. Turns out she is an extremely articulate and interesting storyteller. Bonus!

Now I'm home and just had one of my famous cream cheese, pepper jelly and Flat-Out sandwiches; I haven't had the taste for that kind of food in many months.

I'm now taking Zantac pre-emptively and hoping the heartburn and bloat will comply.

I'm still doing juicing and blender foods for two meals a day and having small amounts of "regular" food for the other meal. I'm hoping to be permanently hooked on AT LEAST morning juicing. Greg's on board too, so that will help. Since we discovered that kale is a very healthy green thing with very little taste, our juices are almost always varying shades of green, but they don't taste green. Yeah!

It was nice to know as I was out and about today that I am not forevermore destined to be self-conscious and shy.

Yesterday I wore my hair-hat (wig) to chemo and everyone said how natural it looked. Of course I don't believe them, but I must say it kept my head nice and warm and was more comfortable than any of my hats. I wore it all day, right up until I went to bed at eleven. (Yes, I'm up late on chemo night due to fresh steroids.)

Hope abounds.

(The painting is a plug for Greg Bracken Art. Find him on Facebook to see more of his pet portraits at affordable prices.)

3 comments:

  1. I was thinking about you a lot today, so your grrrrreat day put an ear-to-ear smile on my face!!

    Beckie

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  2. I miss you, M! I am so glad to hear that you are having a good day. I am worried sick about you! (Hair hat - LOL)

    Hope you have many more good days,
    G

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  3. Got your pictures in the mail today. I opened them immediately and looked at them, smiling, standing at the kitchen counter. I had to rush off ... because that's my life with a 10 and 8 year old, but stashed them on my bedside table and got them out again tonight to go over more indulgently. They are so special, full of so many wonderful memories. Cousins, Jake as a baby, stained glass window cookies, 70's everywhere! and Dad looking like such a young, Marlboro man! Thank you for sharing these. I will tuck them away with good intentions of archiving them in a respectable way some day. I hope you are doing well. Always good to read your blog. Keep writing! Steph

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