Years ago I asked my husband “would you rather your life be like a Ferris Wheel or Roller Coaster?” I told him, for me, I much prefer the coaster ride! The ups, the downs, the suspense and yes, the screams.
Taking chances, making that leap of faith. These are the moments that make us alive. I don’t believe our journey is meant to sit rocking in a chair, going nowhere.
This my self-realization: I want my world filled with opportunities to grow that may take me outside of my comfort zone and full on embrace the importance of taking a leap of faith.
Well, I asked for growth and faith and boy did I get it because my cancer fight and life journey has definitely been an adventurous ride but also in the process has truly strengthened my belief in the miracle of faith.
A bit of humor:
When we were planning our wedding I asked my then future husband, wouldn’t it be cool to do a free fall from a plane after we take our vows? His answer – You fall, I’ll meet you on the ground. 😄
Chatting with my husband about his mother’s health, he talked about her pain medicine and how the dose wasn’t adequate for her pain level but she won’t speak up and tell her doctor about the problem.
Jokingly I said “she better tell somebody” so she’s not living in constant pain and proposed that perhaps I should do a speaking tour encouraging patients to work with their physician on any problems or concerns about their medical care.
I tell my doctors immediately if I have concerns or any differences with my body or symptoms during my chemotherapy treatment. They know to depend on me to share.
Some may feel that sharing this information is a sign of weakness when in fact it’s empowering to take charge of your health and care. Having a reciprocal relationship with your physician is essential to managing any issues and addressing your concerns head on.
Maybe I should take my message on the road- the “You Better Tell Somebody” Tour. Next career endeavor? Humm, food for thought.
So many of us have been affected by cancer in some way, shape or form. One of my very best girlfriend’s mother recently passed from cancer and my heart was filled with pain and understanding of how this scourge takes its toll.
My high school, college roommate “sister” checks on me regularly concerned about the effects of my chemo treatment and cancer journey, making sure I’m eating enough, drinking enough and just generally taking care of myself. Even through her grief, she reaches out, makes me laugh and I feel so blessed to have such a beautiful soul in my life. I love her and share her deep sorrow.
We’ve got to find a cure for this horrible disease so we can stop the pain, anguish and tears of losing our loved ones and ourselves.
The official countdown has begun! I have only 3 more chemotherapy treatments to go! I’ve been so blessed during this journey. God has walked with me every step of the way and I haven’t had any major side effects. Thank you, Lord!
It’s funny, treatment has been such a focus in my life the past 7 months that I actually feel like I’m going to miss it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m so ready for this to be over but, I’ve had such superior care and met some really strong fellow cancer patients that added to my strength and determination to fight through my colon and breast cancers.
I started this blog for my own therapy but from comments and messages I’ve discovered that my blog has touched and inspired others for which I feel truly grateful. I plan to continue this blog beyond my chemo treatment ending. I see myself becoming involved in cancer awareness and still have hormone therapy for my breast cancer to start.
I have felt God’s grace and favor and feel so thankful for all your love and support. I will continue pushing forward!
I awoke at 5 am this morning to the sound of 60’s R&B mega star, Jackie Wilson’s 1967 hit “Higher and Higher” in my head. I thought God woke me up to do something with this song in praise of all the love and support I’ve received from my family, friends and those who’ve reached out to me on this blog. The lyric “Your love keeps lifting me higher than I’ve ever been lifted before” definitely describes how I feel about God and all the love and support surrounding me and my cancer journey!
I remember Jackie Wilson (June 9, 1934 – January 21, 1984) from my childhood since Wilson is from my hometown Detroit, Michigan and used to perform at the historic Greystone Ballroom where my sister went to see him. My father always objected talking about what he felt could be an objectionable crowd and knife fights. My mother would calm him down and let my sister go anyway. I was always like “why can’t I go?” I was only 6 or 7 years old at the time.
Wilson was called “Mr. Excitement” because of his dance moves and energy onstage. His stagecraft in his live shows inspired James Brown, Michael Jackson and Elvis Presley, as well as a host of other artists that followed. A two-time Grammy Hall of Fame Inductee, Wilson was inducted in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1987. In 2004, Rolling Stone magazine ranked Jackie Wilson #69 on their list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time.
Greystone Ballroom 1920’s
Greystone Dance Floor
Greystone Woodward Ave
“Higher and Higher” was always one of my favorite of his songs. Revisiting this hit inspired me to look at other old performances of Jackie Wilson. Can’t believe I remember the words. Well, that’s me, “The Human Jukebox”. 😄
Here’s a little more Jackie Wilson for your entertainment on the 60’s classic dance/music tv show, Shindig.
An interesting thought came into my mind today as I was watching a Muhammad Ali (“The Greatest”) biopic. The film ended with his defeat of George Foreman in Zaire (“Rumble in the Jungle” – October 1974) to reclaim his title as heavyweight champion of the world. As he was walking back to his dressing room he saw his kid self, hands raised in the air in victory and he smiled. That flashback made me wonder, do we ever see ourselves as kids as an adult and go yeah, still have that open heart and mind. Still living with joy. And do we give ourselves a high-five because we still believe we can conquer the world?!
Talking to my sister the other day she told me when I was little and got into trouble, I would break out the sad face and declare – “I’m just a little kid”. Brilliant! Even then I was working my “get out of jail free” card face. I had an engaged personality and was figuring out my spot in my family and how to negotiate that space.
I always believed I could do anything I put my mind to and my mother encouraged my creativity and sense of self. I’ve decided whether things go good or bad in my life’s journey I’m going to talk to my inner child and ask, “what would little Donna do?”