SNOW

February 25, 2010 Thursday

I woke this morning to rain that quickly turned to big flakes of snow mixed with rain. It was snowing slush. Yuck. Ed drove me to radiation treatment and the car was covered in a thick layer of goopey slush. As the temperatures drop this will turn to sheets of ice. Gas mileage will go down for sure from the weight. I finished my 4th radiation treatment, and it was much like #'s 2 and 3. Tomorrow will be #5. The boost. I barely get to the Cancer Center when I'm done. It's more like a yo-yo. I enter, I go straight to the dressing room, sit for a couple of minutes, get called in, lay on the table, get placed, and within 5 minutes I'm back in the dressing room getting dressed and heading on my way. Tomorrow will be a longer day, my shoulder will ache more, my neck will feel cricked more, so I'm hoping to get a massage on Saturday and an adjustment from the chiropractor. But that depends on the weather and the road.

I still don't have the burn, but I met two women this morning who do have the burn. I'm not looking forward to that. It's an angry red, almost purple burn, and one of the women have very angry itchy looking bumps. She advised me to use the Calendula lotion at least 3-4 times a day. She didn't and that was the result. She wished someone had told her. So guess what I'm doing today? Lots of calendula lotion, for sure. I don't want the burn anymore than I'd want a root canal without Novocain. She was in great spirits though I must say. She had just finished her last radiation treatment, and was thrilled that she would soon be healing from the treatments. Her life is ready to move on to the other side of being a woman with breast cancer to that woman who survived breast cancer. I want to be that woman. I have to wait until November. Ugh. I'm am impatient, and I know I have to learn to be patient. Good things come to those who wait.

So I sit snug in my apartment, as the slush falls from the sky. My chest is beginning to itch, so the lotion is near and at the ready. Winter, when will you move on, and let Spring visit me? I can't enjoy you right now, you pose too much a risk to me. Spring is so close I can almost touch it, and yet, Winter is a bully, and won't let Spring play.

#5 tomorrow. Week #1 finished, tomorrow. The countdown continues to my freedom.

Nite!

Light and Love!

Melissa