It may be that it’s my way of coping, but since I can remember I have always had a purpose for each day. If I were to wake up and start a new day with no plans made, I would use that time to get back to working on things that I feel need to be done or things I have been wanting to do.
Since my Chemo Port surgery, I have not had but a couple plans: Meet with naturopath, try on wigs and select one that I like, and see my GP to update pain medications and the like.
In the time between the three plans, I have been working my brain and building on what I have created with Wolf & Rosehip. My Etsy shop, Patreon, blog and social media connections. It’s all been a job that I have taken on and gives me a purpose to work on the area that I know best, creativity.
I have had so many things I’ve been wanting to work on, but I just don’t have enough hands. From my loom weaving I recently picked up, cross-stich design that I made myself, the oil paintings I want to finish and the new ones I’d like to start… I just have been bursting with inspiration!
There are only three more sleeps until I wake up and it’s time to start my predicted 20 week chemo process. Am I nervous? Sure, I guess you can call it that. Am I scared? No, not one bit to be honest. No one will know how this will go for me until I actually go through it and walk that path.
What makes me the most nervous then? The unknown. Just like any good human that is about to try something that will push them physically further than they know how to register. Kind of like when you get your first tattoo. Until Thursday, the only knowledge I have are facts that my nurses, oncologist, surgeon, and GP have shared with me. And the only opinions I have had from others are just that, opinions.
Since my last blog post, I had my chemo port surgery. I think I was more nervous about that due to the fact that I would have to be awake while they placed it under my skin. There would be two incisions, one in my neck and one under my collar bone. What is a chemo port, you may be asking? Well according to cancer.org, a chemo port is “A device used to draw blood and give treatments, including intravenous fluids, blood transfusions, or drugs such as chemotherapy and antibiotics. The port is placed under the skin, usually in the right side of the chest.”
So needless to say, I am one step closer to becoming one with Seven Of Nine and having that Borg-like assimilation I’ve always wanted. Well, I don’t want to share my mind with a hive and be ruled by a Queen. I’d just like a few cyber-like implants that make me more awesome and kick ass along the way. Oh, a girl can dream, can’t she?
I have to admit, ever since I was small I believe my whole curiosity with bio mechanical and android concepts was all thanks to the Alien movies. Best ever.
Instead of doing all the things, I have been slowly chipping away at my projects as I feel like it. Some times I just sit back and catch Pokemon instead on my Nintendo Switch. I have to eventually catch them all with the time I have on my hands.
I am more than prepared and I have a network of support. All I can do is rest and wait for Thursday. The next phase of kicking breast cancer’s ass.
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