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Zoffiel
8 years agoMember
@LucyE I can't say I ever have moments of positivity when it comes to my disease. I'm pretty sure if cancer doesn't get me it will be because something else gets me first.
My positive moments go to other things. I garden and plant trees, I'm (finally) getting a degree at 56. I chop wood and dig holes and get dirty. I help out halter breaking Gypsy Cob yearlings. I ride when I can find something that will stand still for long enough for me to get on. Add that to the long list of things of risk taking activities that could get me first.
My friends love me despite of, or perhaps because of, my faults and I've become an unofficial breast cancer guide for a number of women in my local community. Many know me through my former career as a librarian--where it was well known I have breast cancer--and find my no nonsense attitude helpful in that first couple of weeks when they don't know where they are and don't want their family and friends crawling all over them asking questions. Rural women can be like that. I take them to appointments and cover their arse when they don't want anyone to know what they are doing. Once they are confirmed as being 'on the bus' I personally introduce them to the local BC nurses. I keep getting 'referrals' which sucks.
But no. No positivity concerning the cancer. And that is OK, because that is who I am, and have always been. For me having cancer is like being short or tall, it just is. Luck of the draw, doesn't matter, I keep my positive energy for things I enjoy.
It's a good question though in the context of Lori's thread. My mood naturally tends toward low, but when I'm high I run the risk of being manic. I'm most comfortable and most functional when running at a moderate grumble. Marg xxx
My positive moments go to other things. I garden and plant trees, I'm (finally) getting a degree at 56. I chop wood and dig holes and get dirty. I help out halter breaking Gypsy Cob yearlings. I ride when I can find something that will stand still for long enough for me to get on. Add that to the long list of things of risk taking activities that could get me first.
My friends love me despite of, or perhaps because of, my faults and I've become an unofficial breast cancer guide for a number of women in my local community. Many know me through my former career as a librarian--where it was well known I have breast cancer--and find my no nonsense attitude helpful in that first couple of weeks when they don't know where they are and don't want their family and friends crawling all over them asking questions. Rural women can be like that. I take them to appointments and cover their arse when they don't want anyone to know what they are doing. Once they are confirmed as being 'on the bus' I personally introduce them to the local BC nurses. I keep getting 'referrals' which sucks.
But no. No positivity concerning the cancer. And that is OK, because that is who I am, and have always been. For me having cancer is like being short or tall, it just is. Luck of the draw, doesn't matter, I keep my positive energy for things I enjoy.
It's a good question though in the context of Lori's thread. My mood naturally tends toward low, but when I'm high I run the risk of being manic. I'm most comfortable and most functional when running at a moderate grumble. Marg xxx