
So why am I telling you this? Well... this whole treatment experience has been one big exercise in learning to further "let go". I feel like I have been plucked out of my regular life in Victoria and here I am twiddling my thumbs in Vancouver away from my sweet family. The truth is -- I hate being away from my children. Yet I know That this will be good practice for me because they will eventually leave the nest anyway and I will have to be a person beyond the realm of just being a parent. The other advantage of being away is that I can just focus on myself and I can indulge my need to sleep and rest without the day to day responsibilities of being in my own home.
So I will continue to just let go and let this experience happen to me. No amount of resistance will change the fact that this is what I have to do right now. I chose the picture above because it kind of represents that idea of "having stuff done on me" -- specifically my head. It is a strange experience going to that radiation ward everyday and getting into that fantastical high tech gear and then letting them zap me with those mysterious magical rays. There is a lot of faith required on my behalf in the expertise of others, especially knowing that those rays are as much damaging as they can potentially be helpful. Clearly I must let go control -- that's me we are talking about, the ultimate control freak!

I woke up today feeling quite beaten up. It is almost like I went on a serious pub crawl last night and this morning I need to drink as much water as possible to flush out all the toxins from my system. The funny thing is that at other times in the day I can feel completely normal, like it is just another day.
Until tomorrow...
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