Where did my gratitude go? I swear I left it right here somewhere...
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Ah @kmakm We either have our husbands smothering us or away from us.
I have to psych myself up to get out of the gate and that's 150 metres down the driveway. House is on the back paddock and gate is on the front paddock. That thought of driving out on my own and dealing with people just scares the shit out of me.
The supermarket? Well I grab a trolley, not worried if it has square crab wheels, put my head down and go! The worst thing is this is a small town and we used to own the newsagency and I managed the post office. So you can imagine how well known I am.
I plaster my "go to town" smile on my face and I practice my "I am doing well thankyou" phrase all the way to town.
God knows what the young hunk of a policeman (who looked young enough to be my great grandson) thought when he pulled me over for a breathaliser test (at 9:00 am) and I said "I am doing well thankyou"!
The post office is a nightmare (we do not have street delivery) and of course collecting mail is a social occaision. Once I used to love it, now........
I used to be known as "Ann in the newsagency", or "Post Office Ann", now it is "Oh Ann, who has cancer". I often want to wear a sign on my forehead that says
"I had cancer, I am not cancer".1 -
The definition of failure.
"Lack of success" or the "neglect or omission of expected or required action"
There is not one person on here who has failed in any way shape or form. You took the required action and you did it.
Some of you have done it more than once. Your already successful. You had it cut out, cut off, rebuilt (or not). You knowingly went in, sat down and poisoned yourself then some had the darn thing nuked and burnt as well. You are already fucking invincible.!
Getting back to you takes time. I know it is so hard to believe at the moment (and the last thing you are looking for is positive analogies) but it does get better. It's hard work but you will work out strategies to "not go there" then you start to move forward and reclaim yourself. You are not gone, just a little lost at the moment. We all get a little lost some time after this.
I have a friend who ended up with postpartum Psychosis. I was with her through the 5 years it took for her to recover. All the drugs, all the pills, all the alcohol, all the days staying away from her baby because she was scared she might hurt him.
I hadn't seen her in about a year when I bumped into her at the shops. She looked and sounded fantastic. I asked what she had been doing. (We had named her "black dog" Sybil in a wine filled night). She looked at me and said, well remember Sybil? Of course. I taught that bitch to heal. Now if she shows up I know I fed her.
I have given up giving a shit who knows I had cancer. Couldn't care less. It's part of me now and I am proud to have gotten through it.
One of my strategies is music. I chose a theme song for each day after treatment ended. It is my choice which radio station to choose. Will it be Eye of the Tiger, Sad songs say so much or, Let it be. is always a good one (Some days it's a bit more Sympathy for the Devil) LOL
Sounds a bit corny but hey, It works for me and I can change the playlist whenever I want.
So in the words of Jimmy Barnes
All around this chaos and madness
Can't help feeling nothing more than sadness
Only choice is to face it the best I canWhen the war is over
Got to start again
Try to hold a trace of what it was
Back then
You and I we sent each other stories
Just a page I'm lost in all its glory
How can I go home and not get blown away
All the best my lovelies.11 -
@Anne C Oh Ann, that is very trying! At least in the city we can have anonymity. NO one likes pity face...
Three weeks ago I went to the supermarket and ran into a couple of mums from primary school days. One of them I've known since playgroup and I hadn't seen her for ages. The grapevine had informed her of my BC. Well, you would have thought I was a genie's bottle she was rubbing my arm that much! Couldn't stop herself. We were chatting for 10 minutes and my arm was rubbed for most of it. I didn't mind, she's a good chick, but for someone with whom I've never had a 'touching' relationship it took me by surprise. It's happened to me before, at the kids' current school when I went in mid-chemo. Three teachers and two mums did it in the space of half an hour. I was trying not to giggle by the end!2 -
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For you @Annie C and anyone else who’d like to try them. Let me know how they go down with your friends. My best friend in adelaide who gave me the recipe serves hers with whipped cream or ice cream and and splash of baileys. How was the job interview @Zoffiel and I think you’re more like a lioness watching over the pride on the dragon boat rather than a gargoyle lol. How’s everyone else feeling today @Summer Prevails @beccabecca @dak2. @PatsyN @tigerbeth Has anyone heard from any of these lately ?? Big hug. Margie. Xx4 -
It went well thanks @onemargie . I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but it was a comfortable interview that ended with the primary asking how many days a week I'd prefer to work--it was advertised as full time--so there may be an option for a 8 or 9 day fortnight. How great would that be? I could organise appointments and they'd never need to know.4
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@zoffiel It's hard not to get your hopes up but, regardless of the outcome, you obviously did well at the interview so that should help with confidence - you've said previously about that. Fingers still crossed for you!
@onemargie - I'll copy that for future reference. Unfortunately, at the moment, chocolate is about the most disgusting taste on Earth. Maybe the kids can do them during the hols.1 -
Thanks @onemargie the recipe sounds great I'll have to give it a go !
Feeling better than I was at the beginning of the week ,thanks for asking .
one more week of rads to go ! Can't wait to get it over with !
@ zoffiel i so hope you get the job , fingers crossed
makes me feel ungrateful for the job I have & don't want !!
But need to stick it out if we want to continue to travel
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WOW! Fingers crossed for the job, @Zoffiel .... it sounds like you nailed it!!
@PatsyN - haha now you'll have to take us thru a blow by blow steps on how to do it!!
@tigerbeth - well done - I hope you've not had any burns/peeling to contend with. The warm boob will take 3-4 weeks to 'cool down' - so you are now officially One Hot Mama!! Just be prepared for a bit of emotion on the last day! It absolutely hit me from left field ..... I was yoohooing & yahooing as I approached the facility & by the time I was on the table I was a snivelling mess!! They'd been my daily crutch for 4 weeks - and I was going to miss them big time.
@onemargie - WOW Do they make diabetic chocolate? If I made them, hubby would scoff them down in one hit!!! Sounds Scrummy tho!
@Annie C & @kmakm - I hope you are feeling better in yourself today ... thinking of you xx
@Joannie - I TOTALLY believe in a little bit of self love ..... I bought a new/used recording device to record my uke group the other day (beating the GST by 1 day!!) and it is terrific!! Doing a little bit of what you like is also good therapy - be it sleeping in, walking, gardening - whatever tickles your fancy!
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Hello @onemargie. Thankyou for taking the time to post the recipe for the brownies. I will be making these for smoko this afternoon. No baileys in the cupboard and our liquor stores do not open until 1pm dailey. (Kimberley Alcohol Accord). I will let you know how the brownies turn out. Just reading the recipe they sound much nicer than the brownie I have on my Thursday coffee meet.
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@Summer Prevails and @kmakm This is where I am at the moment too. It's just all too hard. I just can't see myself getting my mojo back after this is all over. Only last Friday I told my Cancer Council telephone counsellor that I felt confident I was on top of everything and we ended the sessions. Yesterday I hit a wall again. It seems it just never bloody stops. Two-thirds of the way through chemo, radiation still to go, putting on weight like a pregnant pig, hating my body, in continuous discomfort with the mesh panel under my expander and the roll of fat/ fluid under my arm ... and family tensions that will never go away. Punch after punch. My old positive spirit, so often praised, is gone and I think it's gone for good. Just going an hour at a time at the moment. Shall see how the next few days go. Probably need to hook back in to the counsellor.
Big hugs to you both and to everyone else with similar feelings.0