Monday, November 09, 2009

aware of the irony


Life is funny.


This morning was perfect weather for a bike ride. The sun was out and the temperature climbed to 17C (that's 62.6 in American). It was my first time on the bike in more than a week - since before the plague toppled my family, like a series of dominoes.

It was a fun ride, and I didn't even mind the big hill I have to climb on my way to the hospital. I arrived twenty minutes after I set out, a little sweaty and with my heart pumping. As I locked up and headed into the cancer centre, I noted with pleasure that I hadn't been coughing.

"It feels good to be healthy."

I very nearly said it out loud.

I was suddenly struck by the absurdity of my situation. Here I was, going to get my bloodwork done the day before chemo and thinking about how healthy I am.

Three years ago, at almost exactly this time of year, I learned that my cancer had become metastatic. I don't think I could have imagined this day, when I'd be riding my bike up Smythe Rd. and thinking about how healthy I am.

So, as I was saying at the beginning of this post - life really is pretty funny.

Cross-posted to Mothers With Cancer.

7 comments:

sassymonkey said...

Wow. Has it really been three years? Time flies. (Personally I remember swearing an throwing something at the wall when I read that your cancer had become metastatic.)

refashionista said...

That's really awesome. :)

Dee said...

Good for you, Laurie! I agree, that's awesome. It's nice to be on the other side of all that treatment, eh?

laurie said...

It's certainly good to be feeling good. ;-) The treatment for me, though is an ongoing thing but it's worked well so far...

The Maven said...

It really is ironic, but in a way it's a good ironic. You're here to ride your bike three years later. That is so amazing. Reading this made my day. Good luck with this month's chemo, my friend *hugs*

JuliaR said...

I am so proud of you for riding your bike all over the place! I rode mine too, to my first, post-treatment mammogram last week and it felt great to be outside, on the bike, going to the hospital. I know exactly what you mean, even though "my" cancer is not metastatic. I am wondering if I should put studded tyres on a beater bike and ride through the Winter. I never have biked in the snow before...

Nat said...

I love that you ride your bike to the hospital...

and that you feel healthy doing it.