Perspective

by Nola on December 12, 2011

It’s hard to believe that six weeks have passed since my last post. The mild nights of autumn have given way to the deep, true frosts of winter. It’s only a matter of time now before the first snow falls. It’s beautiful here when it snows. We have maybe eighty large Douglas Fir on our property, and the place takes on the look of a Currier and Ives Christmas card after a snow storm.

I started my kimo therapy two weeks ago. (I’m spelling it K-I-M-O to take some of the scariness out of it.) I’ve always been kind of a natural health nut, preferring supplements to prescriptions and rarely going to a doctor. I’ve enjoyed excellent health. So the diagnosis of cancer in August was completely out of left field. In much the same way, the road back to wellness is a journey through completely unfamiliar territory. I have given up control of my body to my oncology team, and now allow all manner of poisonous substances to be pumped into my body every week. It’s an awful feeling, even though I am doing fairly well with the physical process. The only problem I seem to be having is controlling my blood pressure. I’ll be seeing a second doctor for that tomorrow, who will no doubt prescribe additional medications.

I am no longer familiar to myself.

But there ARE things I can control. I’m taking excellent supplements to support my body as it goes through this process. I’m eating more fruits and veggies and trying to eat organic whenever possible. I’m meditating more to lift my energy. I’m saying a blessing on my kimo drugs before they go in to my body. And I’m making every attempt to remain positive, to expect the best outcome, to imagine myself healthy, vital and strong.

In April, I’ll be done with kimo. ┬áThe cold of winter will have passed and the daffodils will be blooming at my front walk. My hair will begin to grow back in and my body will begin to recover from the assault of the drugs. I’ll get stronger and feel more like myself. It’s not that I want to wish away the next four months, but I am looking forward to the Spring as I never have before.

Wishing you and yours a beautiful, love-filled holiday.

– Nola
“Small town – Big love.”

 

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