Today is a good day

I have experienced 2 1/2 days where I felt like nothing was wrong with me. Gone was the weakness, the struggle to eat, the pains, and the increased heart rate. And in its place there was the old me!  After four months I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like to be the old me. All other days are a mixture of feeling bad and then numbing myself with medical marijuana. But, the two good days were amazing.  Could they be a peek into the future (I hope.) Or perhaps they were just a reward to keep me fighting.

Pre/cancer I was very active…in fact, probably too active. A typical day would find me taking care of 5  foster kittens along with 4 or 5 foster puppies.  I loved fostering and Hans helped me set up a wonderful space which includes a gigantic kennel, play pens and two catios. I love creating the marketing pieces to get them adopted as well.

When I wasn’t taking care of the fosters, Hans and I would take daily walks and bike rides and trips to the dog park with our two dogs. 

I must’ve felt that that was not enough activity because the  day before my diagnosis,I had done a presentation and been allowed to join a service club and was set to join yet a second service club. I wanted to get ensconced in the charitable community for children instead of just dogs dogs dogs and cats cats cats.  Spread my charitable wings so to say. 

The  22nd of April shut all that down. 

Now my typical day involves going to the cancer center for fluids or treatment or floating in the pool. I’m actually a little scared of how easily I’ve adjusted to sitting on my ass!