It was a special day, celebrating the end of the week while lying still. Pinned down by the mask has become a comforting feeling. They know what they are doing, with pin-point precision. Radiation 6 is done, and only four to go. My oncologist said that I could get steroids to ease the nausea, but it would affect the effectiveness of the immunotherapy. What a choice…
After having diner on the way home, just in time to suppress the nausea, I took a bath to wash away the hospital. I wonder now why my appointment with God is again delayed. Everyone has an appointment at the end of life, and mine has been postponed several times. It feels good of course, to be able to spend more precious time with my loved ones.
Deep inside I wonder what the end will be like. It has been postponed with surgery, medicines, radiation, and will continue to be postponed using latest developments still to present themselves. Gratitude is what I feel, and humility. This is not a test of willpower, no, it’s a test of patience, trust and spirit. Walking to the radiation room, makes me feel like a lamb, ready for the end. Everything is ready, because the end is near.
But, Everything is also very ready to continue... I am ready to continue for certain! So what will it be like when the tide turns, when the scan in January shows that it hasn’t worked? What will we do? Or not do? I believe it’s time to consider deeply how I will deal with that news, 5 years after the first diagnosis.
It’s like the old cliche: ‘What would I do if I had 3 months left to live?’ Perhaps a storyboard would help me put these depressing thoughts to rest. His Peace is stronger than my fears!