Ten Down, Two To Go

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 Ten chemotherapy treatments behind me...only two more to go. This whole deal has gotten truly gnarly. Despite doing a ton of new things to try to counteract its effects ~ acupuncture, Chinese herbs and detox, green smoothies, qigong, much healthier eating, no alcohol or caffeine, way less sugar, daily rest, staying home to reduce exposures ~ it's feeling like chemo rules all. Nothing is as big as it is. It's just looming over me and sapping all my energy. Life feels very closed in. I thank God above for the warm spell we've been having, and I've been getting outside every single day, but the days are dragging and the world feels like it's at a standstill. I feel sad because I’m missing an important event for Danny this weekend, so that’s bumming me out too. But I just need to hang on for two more weeks. Trying not to project too far ahead, especially since I need to start radiation and continue infusions after chemo is over, but so looking forward to when I can go out and about again and, best of all, my hair starting to grow back! 🙌  I swear, I won't even mind having to shave my legs again, though it hasn't been soooo bad having them smooth as silk with zero effort! 😉

Six months into this interlude, I'm feeling endless gratitude for friends & family who are sticking with me month after month. Cancer is very illuminating, sometimes surprising, in showing who is with you for the long haul. Prayers and positive vibes are greatly appreciated, more than ever, as I strive to keep my faith intact the whole way through. 🙏


Psalm 23 

                                       

In Interlude,

Julie





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