Oct 14, 2008 03:57AM
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Why is it that everytime things start looking good, BAM! we get hit once again. I know that life always has its ups and downs, but shouldn't we get a chance to enjoy some of the ups? At least for a little while. But no, it is the equivalent of for every step forward, you take three backwards. I can never just give up, that is the first promise I made to myself after my dx, but I can't help but wonder sometimes why we can never get a break. Why can't we just once make it to that so called light at the end of the tunnel? Why can't even a few of the clouds have silver linings? I know, I am thankful to just be alive, but damn, just how much do we have to go through to be able to enjoy it?
I hate feeling like this and normally I can push it to the back of my mind and get past it. But for some reason, I am having a hard time doing that right now. And it is not just the passing of our close friends that has me like this, it is just everything right now. And with all of the **** we are having to put up with here, I can't even come here to help ease any of it.
What was it, 2, 3 days ago, I was so excited about finally having eyelashes and being able to wear makeup again? Well I guess that will be another short lived excitement. Every time I change chemos, I have this bad habit of running my fingers through my hair and gently pulling, just to reassure myself that it is not going anywhere. Natually I have been a little anxious the last week or so as I just started this chemo 3 weeks ago. Well today, my fingers came away full of hair. Dammit, is it too much to just want to have hair? So once again, I will have to sit and wait, wondering if it will only thin or just all come out again. I have never been lucky enough to have it only thin. I had noticed the last few days my head had started itching. I have come to realize that when my hair is begining to fall out, it causes my head to itch. You know, I have accepted the fact that I have cancer, and I have also accepted the fact that I will always have chemo, but I just cannot accept the fact that I can't do all of that and have hair at the same time. The first time was bad enough and I knew that when they told me that I would always be on chemo, that it would eventually happen again. But that didn't make it any easier the second time, and it is not any easier the third time either. I think that this time is even harder than the last time because it is just coming back. It is funny how something as small as a pony tail can come to mean so much. You would think that by the third time I would be able to just deal with it and think nothing about it. But I can't. My friends and family mean well but they just don't get it. Oh it will be ok, it will grow back. I know all of that but thats not the point. The point is that it is happening again.
And what was even worse was that this all happened today while I was at the prison visiting Dave. It was so nice and I was so happy to see him and then came that BAM. All I could do was cry. When I got home I was completely drained. But when I laid down and tried to go to sleep, that wasn't happening. That is the time when your mind starts wandering and you start thinking all kinds of things that you shouldn't be thinking about, and sleep is impossible. That is why it is almost 4am and I am still awake sitting here at my computer. Then I started thinking how petty I was being. I thought of Marty and what kind of day she is going to have today, I thought of Donna and what she is facing, I thought of TC and her surgery. What the hell is hair when compared to things like that. I went through these same emotions the last time and I am begining to realize that they must go along with it. Losing your hair is hard enough, but then you have to deal with all of the emotions that go with it, guilt for whining, anger that it is happening, fear that one of these days it might not come back, the heartbreak of seeing how much it upsets my granddaughters, the embarrassment of seeing the pity in peoples eyes in public. We can only deal with things so much before it finally begins to get to us. I can only pray that none of you have to keep going through this.
Thanks for letting me ramble on and on and for letting me cry on your shoulders.
Chris
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