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This, my friends, is a happy post. One of the happiest posts I've written in quite a while. What is the basis for all this delight? Life continues on and on and on; and right now I am smack in the middle of it. That's it. Nothing more but ecstatic that I'm part of this universe.
If you remember the past few posts have had me whining about the literal pain in my neck and woe is me as I struggled to manage the havoc this new debilitating condition had rendered me. Yes, this menacing pain has created havoc on my daily activities and has dealt me a poor excuse for an acceptable quality of life. But, enough is enough. It's now "hi ho hi ho", it's off to life I go.
Leaving this merry old tune aside and speeding the message of good cheer along-- the story is the onc doc upped my pain patch to a new high which then propelled me into this feeling of elation. (On a side note, these mega pain killers may have led to this euphoric post but I digress). I know, I know, it is not a cure and without this "bandaid" I'd be back in the fetal position moaning and groaning but for right now--let me say that again--RIGHT NOW--I can function like a normal (?) human being. This makes me jumping for joy after the twelve days of hell that enveloped every cell in my body.
The stupendous news is that life really is not only good but amazing and I will appreciate each pain free moment with more gusto than I could ever imagine. Heather McManamy's mantra was "Every day matters". I understood it to a point where, yes, I do have a terminal disease and live every moment to its fullest; but I have not had extreme pain and had not personally experienced the horrible underbelly of what this despicable disease can do to fully be grateful for living a torture free life.
I'm there now and will forever acknowledge those good days when they roll around. Not to sound like Patty the Preacher, but I would suggest that you ( especially those without cancer) revel in your good days--even if they number 365 this year. Enjoy, relish, luxuriate in, adore--all of the above--and savor every minute. It's the best gift we can give ourselves.
To help me keep reveling, go to UW Carbone Cancer Center and donate, donate, donate. Gracias, mi amigos.
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