This week, I decide to get back to "normal" life. It's been three weeks since I finished radiation. I should be able to do some normal things now, right? I'm feeling good...my stomach is calm...my feet don't hurt...
When I saw the oncologist on Tuesday he told me that I could go back to my regular diet now - no more special precautions. So, Tuesday night we go out for Mexican food, Wednesday I add a little bit of cheese back into my diet, I happily eat fresh fruit. Thursday my body tells me I made a mistake, it is not ready for a regular diet yet - things aren't "normal" yet.
Today I decide to start exercising again. I haven't been feeling tired. It seems like a good idea to be in good shape before surgery so that I will heal more quickly afterward. Half way into my workout routine I realize that maybe I am still a cancer patient. After I finish I feel like I am going to pass out. I have to sit for an hour on the bed to recover. So much for "normal".
Then I decide to test the chemo patient / stay out of the sun theory. It's been almost three weeks since I finished taking the pills, surely it won't still cause me to burn more quickly in the sun. I take my book outside and sit by the pool for 20 minutes. By the time I come inside I realize that what the doctors told me is true - the effects of chemo and radiation will last for 2-4 weeks after you finish treatments. Good thing I came inside when I did!
All my attempts at getting back to "normal" failed this week. I guess "normal" really is just a setting on my dryer! I think I'll go back to resting on the couch! It was safer there!
Laura,
ReplyDeleteYou have such a way with words. Thank you for sharing your struggles, joys, pains, normalcy or lack there of!
I am praying for you!
Try again next week! :)
ReplyDeleteSo everytime I am waiting for normal, God always throws in another wrench. It reminds me that I am normal. And that what he has planned is much better than what I was waiting to get back to.
ReplyDeleteLaura,
ReplyDeleteI am right with you on the couch!! Our "new normal" isn't so exciting, is it? But, this too shall pass. Thanks for visiting me at the hospital. You are a precious friend! Hang tough!
Love you,
Stacey