One woman's stories, adventures, observations and rants, lived through and beyond metastatic breast cancer.
Today I yelled at my dog to stop yapping. I called her "Credit". Her name is Cricket. Ptooey.Did your naturopath take you early?
Sending hugs. I can tell you I do understand. I have done my share of chemobrained things myself. Ask my kids. Ask my husband. Here is one. Hubby and I made lunch plans at 11:30 on the phone. He was to come to my corporate office where we have a cafeteria to take me to lunch. He would arrive at noon. We hung up. I searched frantically in my purse for cash. Found none. Took credit card and bought my lunch. In walked hubby. I was finished eating. Yes I was in the middle of chemo. I still do things like that sometimes. My daytimer is my best friend. At work I insist on e-mails for documentation. I think others wonder why. It helps me stay on board and on a level playing field. I tell them if they inquire. Many hugs-lots of love, hope you see the humor in what happened-its kind of funny-I always laughed at myself. (Yes I did get frustrated too). I had my share of locking myself out of the house. First time was first day of chemo. Initiated me into the world of 'chemobrain'.Deb-who does have a wacky sense of humor.
Hey Laurie,Sorry that you wasted the trip to the naturopath - did she see you anyway? It seems like a pretty normal thing to do and it made me feel better about yesterday... When picking up G at daycare yesterday - running without raingear to the car with toddler, a week's worth of craft projects and balancing a folded stoller - I left the stroller behind the car, backed halfway over the stroller and drove off. This morning I found that nice people had left the thing at the daycare - and it still works..sorta...What really hurt was that hubby was looking for it when I figured out what happened - no privacy for my hurt ego... Sending a bag of hugs.
Thank you all for sharing your stories with me. You made me laugh out loud! My spouse was reminded by your comment, LR, of the time he had the toddler in the rain and left an entire cart full of groceries in the store parking lot! He went back to find his groceries waiting for him; someone had brought them inside where they would be safe and dry.And, no, I didn't see my naturopath; she wasn't in! I just sat in her shared waiting room for half an hour until I realized that something was seriously wrong...And today I told my friend to pick me up after chemo would have started. She's the one who checked an email I had sent and called to tell me I had the time wrong....Sigh.
First: hugs and good thoughts to you and your lovely family. Also an absentminded story that yours reminded me of. As you know I am a gearhead - I like machines and so I was very excited when Toronto purchased new city buses. These sleek low-floored machines got great reviews and have a wonderful diesel grumble as they roll along. Learning that they cost almost a million dollars each made me want to ride one even more. Eventually my much anticipated first ride happened on a rainy spring morning rushour. Imagine my delight when I even saw a seat at the back, where I could take in the whole marvelous bus experience. I lowered myself into that lush looking red velvet only to have shooting pains run instantly through my shoulders and back. I turned to look, but there was nothing on the seat. I leant back and again the sharp pains shot through me. Like a jilted lover I thought, "jeez, a million bucks and they cant even design a comfortable seat!" As I stood up (because there was just no point in sitting down any longer), curiosity caused me to reach around and feel behind my head, where it was now quite tender. Slowly I pulled the wire coat hanger out of my raincoat as a large number of rush hour passengers tried to swallow their snickering. With the greatest dignity possible, I put my hanger into my bag and sat down again, wondering how I had managed to get this far in life....
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