Numbering Days, Week 135-137

We can own our sense of wonder. There are unseen blessings and miracles happening constantly. We can allow our hearts to be delighted, to remember the good and the beautiful. Its not a denial that life is hard, its an acknowledgement that fear and darkness do not have the final say. 

From the moment we take our first breaths, our days are numbered, so how we live matters. 

The decisions we make-the important ones and, yes, the mundane ones too-they all matter. 

Everyday decisions add up to the life we live. ~Sally Clarkson

This past week I did blood work and a scan. I helped a woman find the paper towels in the restroom and I marveled that it could be her first time in the building. I chatted with a woman who was a bundle of nerves waiting to get called back for her annual scan. Its a strange world to be so familiar with.

A few days later I had a lengthy conversation with my doctor, who I hadn't seen in a while. She is satisfied that the test results came back unchanged. And so, we'll stick with the on again, off again schedule indefinitely. I always hate to give chemo any credit, lest it motivates the doctor to keep giving it 😉, but I think the intensity of my pain has lessened in the last month and for any little relief, I am grateful.

There are two more infusions to round out this group of eight and then I will take a break...I'll be able to focus on tax season, on Amanda's graduation and Avery's wedding, and precious, beautiful ordinary days.