People have called me
But I don’t feel
I deserve this kind of praise
No kudos for me
I did what had to be done
I just sat back
And let the doctors do the work
No I am not fearless
Cancer scared me to the core
And still haunts me
From time to time
I am human
And all I know is now
I am still alive
I often discussed this with a fellow cancer patient and we agreed we really didn’t DO anything, except follow doctor’s orders. Sadly she lost her battle to ovarian cancer about 10 years ago. She is still missed. I will be approaching 15 years since my breast cancer diagnosis next month and I appreciate every day I get!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – kudos
As we transitioned from September to October I have been extra busy and got a little behind on my posts. I hope I can manage to catch up in the next day or two. I will read all the posts eventually I promise!
On Saturday we celebrated my daughter and niece’s birthdays as they are only 4 days apart. It was not quite the party we had planned because my Dad was still having a lot of pain in his leg from the swelling that took him to the emergency room Friday night. But we were all able to gather at his house and share some pasta for dinner and ice cream cake for the girls. I say girls like they are still young… they are now 23 and 25. We made a big point of reminding my niece she was now a quarter of a century old several times. It was a day of some laughter and family. It was a happy time.
I had some sad news from a friend just before the birthday party. She lost her son to cancer. It brought to light the same question I have had many times. Why was my fight with cancer won, when so many others have not made it. I once again felt grateful that I was one more year cancer free. I may not know why I survived, but there must be some reason.
Sunday was in keeping with the birthday theme. My boyfriend’s great-nephew was turning 4 and his parents arranged a surprise party for him. He was definitely surprised. By the time the stun wore off he had a great time. His grandparents had gotten him a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles bike and helmet. He rode it from his house to the park, less than half a block away. We had gifts and cupcakes at the park and all the kids played on the equipment there. By the time the day was over the birthday boy decided it was, “the best birthday EVER!” It made me happy to see all the kids with smiles on, especially the birthday boy.
Sunday evening I checked in with my Dad again to see if there was any improvement in his leg. He has been icing it with no reduction in the amount of swelling. It is worrisome to me what he is going through. He agreed to consider calling the doctor on Monday if it was not better and I was grateful for that.
Now I need to read some more posts and start work on today’s daily prompt. Hopefully I can post later tonight before the fatigue from all the activity catches up with me. Remember to find your happiness and feel your gratitude. Have a good day/night!