So my title tonight "The Patient". If you ever get the chance, ask for your medical record or your last check-up. It's so weird to hear oneself as "The patient". As if I were a patient. I guess I just don't really think of myself as one. I think of myself more as a lady who's really positive and nice and pleasant to be around. I also made myself this promise that I would NOT be the "crabby cancer lady". And so far, I can say I'm not. I like the new me.
Don't get me wrong, I have my bad days or crabby days. I just doubt I would be the kind of person to type away curse words at the world. Why? Why waste my time? Having a good attitude is so much more important to me. Also, I mentioned to Bill the burning associated with my radiation. I asked how do I blog this? I don't want others to think my life is all rosey, this crap hurts! In fact I wasn't going to mention it at all. I don't want to scare anyone who might have to go through this. But I feel it's important to tell my story, MY story. My pain is different. My story is different. So the ugly truth about rads for Rhonda? This crap hurts her, but she's doing it. It's do-able. It's do-able folks. I'm doing it. I don't know how. I know it's God, but I can't explain to you how I manage to get up, get into the car and go to a place that's burning the crap out underneath my arm and on my chest. Bill says it's just something we do. We just know it has to be done, so we do it. I love this guy. So with that and 2 more to go then, the boost, love you, love me, love you, love me.
A year and a half later, and with 2 more radiation treatments, I needed to hear this. More importantly, I needed to hear this from me. I got this, it's do-able! I love me. :)
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