the finish line is in sight, just over on the other side of this weekend. the final gate is ablaze with brightly colored ribbons and flowers, i can just see it shimmering out there in next wednesday.
when i was at rads, day 17, i thought i would be crawling across that line. turns out, i am feeling better than i expected. these last 8 treatments are my "boost", which just treats the area of the tumor and it's margins. so the rest of my weary breast has gotten a reprieve this past week. that break, combined with much needed tender loving care from my mom, has put me in a better state than i could have hoped for.
if any of you were to see this radiated breast, you would surely think it looks like five kinds of painful crazy. all i see now is that there is improvement, there is healing. the body knows what to do and i am just here to serve that process. i am still very conservative with how i use my energy. the body must come first, the healing still to come is vital to my full recovery.
right after tending to the body, comes the bank account. i've not been able to work much this past month and have sold very little in march. as you can imagine, my income has been almost nothing. so, i've been living off my business loan. as scary as that may be, i am committed to not panicking. but it's hard to fight that feeling looking at the numbers. (now evoking positive intention). blast off!
whew, there is alot of pressure to bounce back quickly.
i want to thank you for your patience and loving support as i've been away from blogging for a while. something had to give. i am glad to be back, however. this writing to connect with all of you keeps me sane, supported and honest.
thanks for listening and hoping and praying. it's working magic in my life, i am sure.