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No Unicorns
Hmm orange and pink don’t totally go do they but today I am summoning the sunshine. It’s been a beautiful day but a rough one for side effects. Day four of the drugs and I’m tolerating them pretty well but I think it started to get tougher today. It feels like I am balancing on…
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God’s Waiting Room
I’m really good at waiting. I can amuse myself for hours writing and reading. People watching. I’ve learnt most people’s names in the waiting room by now from sitting and listening to them being called and greeted by the nurses. Stalker. You all help me dear readers as I feel your presence and I feel…
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Silence and Bravery
I’ve been reading Audre Lorde’s Cancer Journals. She’s a writer I admire very much but I’d never read these before. A mixture of diary and lectures. Her writing gives me the courage to keep finding words for what is happening and to keep speaking them out loud. We may have stopped saying the word cancer…
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First Blood
Day one of treatment is finally here. I didn’t sleep much last night. A bit of nerves and, oddly perhaps, excitement. Perhaps just on account of finally reaching first base ten weeks after diagnosis. My experience last time I had cancer was so much simpler but I get that this is complex and I have…
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Hypnagogic Jerks
This is the colour I see when I am being treated by a healer or when I am near a doctor with strong healing vibes. I notice it is also my favourite colour to paint with. Maybe I am healing myself when I paint on the cusp of blue and green. Yesterday’s session has left…
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