It Makes So Much Sense...

In my post treatment group yesterday we were talking about the fatigue that we are all experiencing and someone shared it was as if we no longer get a second wind. That simple statement makes so much sense and completely describes the fatigue. Someone else shared that in time the fatigue will pass which pleased me greatly.

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Marla

Put it on poster...

At the weSpark creative writing session this week several people suggested that the following should be put on a poster. I was deeply flattered and touched by their suggestion. Our prompt was When I Open My Eyes.

When I open my eyes I see how fragile life can be.
When I open my heart I feel how deeply I can love.
When I open my mind I awake my spirit.
When I open my spirit I embrace my body and vow to heal it fully.
And when I open my life I accept my limitations
and continue to strive for the highest and most honorable.
I maintain hope.
I pray for courage.
I teach peace and acceptance.
I let go and close my eyes surrendering to the darkness
knowing light will come on a new day.

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Marla

You Know What I Really Need...

This was a prompt in creative writing this past week.

How can I tell you what I really need if I don't know myself?
I am working on identifying wants from needs.
Focusing on what is truly important.
The want for those around me to not have to suffer and face life's uncertainties and the need for everyone to understand that we do possess inner strength and the ability to call upon it when presented with our own personal challenges.

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Marla

Had to Share...

Hi Folks,

I thought this shirt said it best.

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Marla

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Not so Fast...

Two posts in one day.

Amazing.

It seems that the previously mentioned rash looks like contact dermatitis -- according to my ONC and the ONC Nurse. So, I will continue on all prescribed meds / vitamins until further notice and keep an eye on the area. I can also use a topical cream to help relieve the strong urge to scratch. Pretty exciting huh?!

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Marla

A Little Experiment...

Fortunately the little rash on my leg has remained on my leg for the last several weeks. Unfortunately it has grown a bit in size and has become itchy. It turns out that it may in fact be a side effect from my new BFF Arimidex. So the plan is to stop taking the Arimidex and all vitamins for the next two weeks to see if the rash decreases in size and goes away.

I'll keep you posted. In the meantime I am successfully resisting the urge to scratch.
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Marla

Pictures in the Clouds...

I went to creative writing at weSpark this week, our prompt was Pictures in the Clouds.

When I was little I really thought that I had it all figured out. I remember that I thought the barren mountains along I-10 were really sleeping dinosaurs and at any moment they would wake up from their fifty million year slumber and begin roaming the earth. Their tall necks stretching into the sky would surely touch the clouds.

I also thought that if you were listening to the radio and you turned it off mid song the same song would be playing when you turned the radio back on.

I believed that there were teeny tiny people that lived underneath the traffic lights at intersections and it was their job to change the light from green to yellow to red. When someone would push the crosswalk button it would send an alarm in the teeny tiny world and the teeny tiny people would know it was time to change the light.

And when I was seven and my Grandparents gave me a handful of silver dollars and fifty cent pieces from their weekend trip to Vegas. I remember opening my first bank account with my shiny money -- $7.50. I also remember being truly distraught when I made my first withdrawal. I was not given the same money back. I remember asking why I was given paper money when I had given the teller coins.

Somewhere along the way the innocence of my childhood and my thought process gave way to the wisdom of adulthood and life experience.

A constant has been a love of clouds. In my early twenties I had an opportunity to be amongst them. I was para sailing off the coast in Eleuthra. I remember gliding along and feeling the breeze as it gently swayed me into a Zen like state. It was so quiet and peaceful. 300 feet above the beach felt like it was the closest I could get to heaven while being on this plain of existence.

There was a time when I could easily identify all of the cloud types and know the subtle differences between cumulus and stratus. But there was also a time when I couldn't identify invasive from in situ and when I didn't know the toxicity of AC versus TC.

I had a good look at the clouds today. I paused to celebrate their magnificence and take great honor in being able to continue to gaze at them.

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Marla