Hi! I’ve missed you!
So I see my last blog entry was early August. Geez, yeah. Well here’s what happened. I’m teaching a sixteen week 300 level college course, and I have not ever done anything like that before. And I invented this one, selecting every reading, designing every assignment, etc. etc. I’ve really enjoyed it and I already hope to teach it again. They say its easier the second time around. Torturing (no, enlightening) college students has been excellent therapy. But it has pretty much soaked up my free time like that paper towel that waitress in the 70s used to call the Quicker Picker Upper.
With a four day weekend and just two more classes to go before finals week, I’ve caught up enough to write something that’ll make it look like my blog is still active.
It’s getting to be that time when we reflect on the year – you”re doing it too, right? This time last year, I had recently finished chemotherapy and was trying to recover my energy. My hands and feet looked like this:
and I was going without makeup since the drugs made my face red and sore. I felt a bit rushed with my Christmas prep as I faced my second significant cancer surgery. And I’d been wearing an ileostomy bag for nearly six months.
But I had the idea that once I got to the surgery, all the cancer crap was going to bow out gracefully. I’d have a couple weeks off right at Christmas. I’d get to sit in my jammies, gazing at my tree and sipping cocoa while the world went on without me for awhile.
Instead, as you know if you’ve read my blog, the ileostomy reversal actually led to the hardest part of the struggle. I was miserable and scared for a good long while afterwards. I really couldn’t enjoy Christmas much at all. Those memories are very clear.
I can’t believe that was almost a year ago now.
And I’m feeling pretty great these days. Take, for example, the fact that I can teach a college class, a three hour night class, which means that I put in a twelve hour day once a week. And I don’t have any problem with that.
In fact, I’m hardly ever having any problems related to rectal cancer. And here’s what I’m thinking about that: Finally! and Thank You! Thank you, Universe, and thank you, all my supportive friends and family! and Now Let’s Do Every Dang Fun Christmas Thing I Didn’t Get to Last Year!
I’ll be pretty busy for the next month finishing out my class, going to my work party instead of sitting home feeling sorry for myself, watching The Sound of Music without running back and forth to the bathroom and crying, baking something without running back and forth to the bathroom crying and swearing… and, you get the idea, there’s a theme here. I want to really enjoy the holidays this year.
You have my permission to do the same. Act like you didn’t get to do it last year. Or act like you might not get to do it next year. I mean, none of us know how different things are going to be then. Spend some time in your jammies drinking cocoa and gazing at your tree.
When 2015 hits, I intend to still be gloating over the difference a year makes – and I also intend to get back to my blog. I hope to see you then.