The jigsaw puzzle

Hi Everyone,  this week I have been dealing with a post chemo rash that frightened the living Harry out of me. It started suddenly looking like measles across my chest and back. I would not describe this rash as itchy, more like the feeling of sunburn. After taking antihistamines, oiling myself up with moo goo ( that's an udder story ha ha ) and sleeping on the couch so I dont disturb my husband ( he had to get up early to drive the school bus ) the rash is now subsiding and I am feeling heaps better. During my insomnia, I've been reading everyone's posts for this week, and I came to a conclusion. When I was first diagnosed with breast cancer, my life was very organised like a jigsaw puzzle with a place for everything. When I got my diagnosis, it was like someone had walked over to my jigsaw puzzle and thrown it in pieces on the floor. I was placed in the situation where I had to put my life jigsaw back together, except there were bits missing, and it didn't quite look the same. I wasn't sad about it, just challenged, thinking How do I put this back together again, as it impacted more people than just me. Then it occurred to me that I had to start a new puzzle, a different one that fitted my new normal. Then the next revelation occurred to me that my in my new puzzle I get to choose how it looks, what needs to stay and what needs to go.  So now I am working on my new puzzle, I am taking my time, thinking about my second chance at life, and making it look the way I want it. It will always have a rainbow, colour and love and that is the main priorities for me now. I would be interested to hear how you are all feeling, as I have found this experience remarkable. Big cuddles to you all, Tracey B ??????