#SongoftheDay Mr. Brightside (The Killers)
It's the end of another year. Let's go out dancing, shall we?
Been a tough one--possibly the hardest year of my adult life. It's difficult to compare this year's hardships to the ones I experienced, say, twenty years ago, because this year is so much fresher in my mind.
That said, living with chronic illness is rough. Being a cancer caregiver while living with chronic illness is even rougher.
I've never been one to look on the bright side of anything, but it occurs to me often that my partner and I now have a much closer bond than we did prior to his cancer diagnosis and treatment. His course of radiation was extremely intensive, with appointments every weekday for a month and a half. There were many times when I felt sure the treatment itself would kill him. He slept nearly every hour of the day. He became so dehydrated he needed daily IV fluids. He slept while they were being administered.
The doctors, nurses, and other staff members at his cancer care centre did a superb job, but apart from the medical people... it was just us. Even his kids didn't check in to see how he was doing.
We got through it together.
As I mentioned a few weeks back, the most recent scans show no signs of cancer, but the original scans also couldn't find the cancer. They had to do multiple biopsies to locate it. So it's good news I don't necessarily trust. But that's where we're at, as we bid this year goodnight.
We made it through and we're closer than we've ever been. That's something. That's good.
If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and anecdotes, the easiest thing you can do is buy my books (most are for adults only!) or check them out from your local library.
Been a tough one--possibly the hardest year of my adult life. It's difficult to compare this year's hardships to the ones I experienced, say, twenty years ago, because this year is so much fresher in my mind.
That said, living with chronic illness is rough. Being a cancer caregiver while living with chronic illness is even rougher.
I've never been one to look on the bright side of anything, but it occurs to me often that my partner and I now have a much closer bond than we did prior to his cancer diagnosis and treatment. His course of radiation was extremely intensive, with appointments every weekday for a month and a half. There were many times when I felt sure the treatment itself would kill him. He slept nearly every hour of the day. He became so dehydrated he needed daily IV fluids. He slept while they were being administered.
The doctors, nurses, and other staff members at his cancer care centre did a superb job, but apart from the medical people... it was just us. Even his kids didn't check in to see how he was doing.
We got through it together.
As I mentioned a few weeks back, the most recent scans show no signs of cancer, but the original scans also couldn't find the cancer. They had to do multiple biopsies to locate it. So it's good news I don't necessarily trust. But that's where we're at, as we bid this year goodnight.
We made it through and we're closer than we've ever been. That's something. That's good.
If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and anecdotes, the easiest thing you can do is buy my books (most are for adults only!) or check them out from your local library.
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Giselle
