For the last eight years cancer has been a part of my life, and well before that as both my parents died of this disease.
For close to seven years I’v had to pay extra attention to my cancer as that’s when they spotted the tumours in my lungs (actually Avnish spotted the cancer that day as well, here is the link - https://www.gatherwithjim.com/blog/2016-7-8-buffalo-soldier).
My mindset has always been the tool to keep the sails moving forward.
Now I sit here today almost giggling at what I have to accept. Two people have to put me into bed. I’m in a wheelchair as my main mode of transportation anywhere. And now some of the biggest heroes in my life are the nurses who don’t think twice about having to wipe my ass. In short I have new levels of appreciation for the small gestures in life.
The other new thing I’ve had to accept is needing a higher level of opiates to get through the day. BUT, with that comes a bit of a party in my brain each and every four hours. For instance, today I had a conversation for one wondering if it was 10am or 10pm.
It’s not a full on thing but certainly feel like I’m reliving a few aspects of high school again. Ain’t life grand.
Some friends don’t want to wipe my butt (insert Sarah Geddes in this category), but she did do me the honour of helping me write this blog.
