I had a very positive wound care appointment today. My older daughter was correct when she told me the bone was not exposed any longer on my new wound. The wound has filled in .4 centimeters from the bottom and completely covered the bone. Dr. Dash said all my wounds looked better and a couple of them measured smaller. Dr. Dash commented on how quickly I can heal when I am not on chemotherapy drugs or steroids. Dr. Dash told me to tell Dr. Doom and Gloom tomorrow that even though the numbers do not show exceptional progress in the past two weeks, visually the wounds are much healthier.
My seven-year-old, Mika, came with me today because she was off school for parent-teacher conferences. Mika has only gone to four days of school during the past two weeks because she was sick and now it is the end of the quarter. Mika brought a backpack with some toys to play with in it to keep her occupied during my long appointment. The nurses usually enjoy Mika’s occasional visits because you never know what odd statements will come out of her mouth.
When the nurses came back in to dress my wounds, and me, after Dr. Dash had finished cleaning my wounds, Mika asked for a piece of paper to draw. As Mika was drawing, one of the nurses commented on a technique Mika was using. Mika said, “It is a life hack.” That statement sent both nurses into a burst of laughter. Mika explained that getting your finger wet and rubbing it on the pencil lines would blur the lines just the right amount, so it was a life hack that worked.
I have been amazed at the words Mika knows since she was three and talking about obsidian. Every week or so, I need to stop her to make sure I heard what she said correctly, then I ask her where she learned the word, and verify she actually knows what it means. I did exactly that Monday when we were walking to school; Mika did know what the odd word she said meant. (I do not remember the word now.)
I am so happy not to come back from my wound care appointment thinking my body is falling apart. I do need to go back in two weeks instead of three or four because of how quickly the wound opened, but maybe next time Dr. Dash will let me go longer before the next appointment.
I have been struggling with my writing several days lately. Some days, I can knock off my post very quickly, and other days I am either too busy, too cold, or too unmotivated to write. My lack of writing enthusiasm is probably directly related to my feelings that my health has been deteriorating lately. The farther I fall behind, the less motivated I am to write. When I open ten days’ worth of journal entries in various stages of completion, the effort to continue seems insurmountable.
Three of those journal days will be completed, two or three will be half written, and the others will have a paragraph or a few sentences on them. I count those three completed entries undone because there is a day, or more, unfinished on a previous date. I do get excited when I finish a journal entry that is followed by one or two completed entries. I can go from ten behind to seven in a couple of hours.
Some days it is hard to put the thoughts in my head on paper, and other days I do not have thoughts in my head. I know the idea of me not having thoughts in my head sounds impossible because I have an opinion on almost every topic, but the sweats accompanying this hole in my bootie are taking their toll on my brain.
My piece of advice to you is to keep going even when you only make baby steps. I need to do a lot of client work in March, and I might fall farther behind with my journal writing. I am okay with baby steps because writing only a sentence or two is better than leaving a blank page.
Until next time,
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