I live in Cancer
Country. In many ways it is similar to
other foreign countries. You have a
language all just for cancer that includes medicine side effects. You are anxious for all the tours of the
country, like all the doctors appointments.
You start digging with research for yourself to get to know the ins and
outs of this Country called Cancer. The
weather of this country is determined by how you feel and what you are
physically able to do. The more
physically able you are gives you the strength to learn more about Cancer Country. The more you learn and see lets you find a
comfort zone for yourself that spills over to your family and friends. Stretching oneself and doing volunteer work
gives you the chance to give back to others in this new Country you find
yourself touring in. When you realize,
hey you might even live in this Country
called Cancer. It is not that you like
everything you see, on the other hand you know you fit in this Cancer Country
because you have found a place you fit in with your peculiarities/ your likes and dislikes. Even the foods in this Country you find you
can eat. The people eat like you do in
many ways. Some days they like only
peanut butter and so forth. You do not
have to explain to these people, as they are similar to you, they see many of the same doctors you do. They know what it is to be tethered to the hospital for Chemo and Radiation treatments. They even wear the same blue tags on a ribbon around their necks, with a picture that they scan when they come into the hospital. You can start talking with them easily. They are not on their social guards. Where you live is not important. They know it was a chore for you to get to this Country called Cancer. Hugs,phyllis 05/06/1933 www.women70andover.com
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