Should be titling this message HAIRLESS! Mary and I were up at the Pieper Red Angus sale this past weekend. Of which Jessamyn and her family were blessed with another successful fall sale. While at the sale, each time I tugged my mustache a pinch full of black hair came out just like it was harvest time. My scalp has been steadily thinning out for several weeks, and it was getting plucky too. So, Jessamyn gave me the military buzzcut and kind of like Elvis going to the Army; I'm off to finish the battle as the cancer fighter.
A close friend asked me today if I was writing any songs during this time. Sadly, I told her I had not picked up a guitar in 30 days. I should have responded that I have been keeping a journal of my success with lots of inspiration being recorded for future reflection. I could have said that my hands may have needed a rest, and that along with the glucosomine pills my arthritis has not been bothersome.
It is truly God's miracle that when we are feeling good, we forget whatever pain we may have gone through to heal. Of course, I'm lucky enough to be able to sleep a lot. My stress level has been nil; thanks to the wonderful sick leave program that the USPS career has provided. To be self employed, having to work and go through this would be a vexation.
As Mary wrote in the previous blog, I will be off to the CTCA on Wednesday, appointments on Thursday and return on Friday afternoon this week. A quick trip but necessary to stay on the prescribed schedule of chemotherapy each third week. After a rainy weekend, the sun is shining today so I will be out for my two mile walk on the prairie, my spirits are up and it is a great day to be alive. Wish you were here to go walking the walk with me.
Again, I can not begin to thank everyone for all of the prayers, chants, healing ceremonies, supportive thoughts and cards with kind words that you send our way each day. Most of all, thank you for the subtle, caring love you are sending to Mary and I during this journey.
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