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November 26, 2009
Published on Nov 26, 2009
Radiation treatments progress daily until January 8th. I arrive at 7:20am, take my PRIMO parking space at DHMC and proceed. To the basement.
Where I am greeted by the beautiful, young, ever cheerful technicians whose charge it is to irradiate my right breast.
Nothing seen or felt. And in less than a minute, it is done.
This is my treatment choice. There were other options. I chose this.
And now, I follow my chosen path, hopeful that the silent, unseen rays are hitting the right spot, eliminating all vestiges of cells gone rogue. Unknowing if fatigue will overcome me as the days accumulate.
So I am keeping the faith. Staying the course. Living with uncertainty.
And each day I reign in my desire, my drive, to plan, to change, to mold my future. Change junky. That’s me. Cancer teaching me to stay put.
Each day I remind myself that my only charge right now is to follow my chosen path and trust the unknown.
In limbo. Doing the limbo. I love to dance, and the limbo will do nicely for now.