So this is chemo day one. i have gotten up dressed and am sitting on the couch beside my hound. I am really eating cereal. My chair time as they call it - is for 1 pm. I am counting cheerios - they really do float together if there are just two.
Liza coaxes me into the car and with a fresh pink chemo pass on the dash we head for the first dip - the first prick - into - well i have no idea…. but i have other ideas….
And i have thoughts. None of which are all that positive - ( kelly turn it around)
BUT i am trying to stay sooo positive - just stay positive - just stay open - (i am tweeting myself.)
We enter the clinic - turn a quick left and we hear a weak but powerful - "Hello Kelly Dear!"
And there are two of my most cherished role models - brilliant and forward thinking humans - two people who stood beside me - quietly - in the dark times - two people who have just fought cancer as a team - two people not expecting to see me -
as i was not expecting to see them on their last day of treatment - They did it I HAVE to do it.
So i had to be upbeat - i had to be positive - they believed in me - and i in them - what a gift - So
Off I went into stand up panic mode -" ha ha ha" - (Liza save me from myself)
Liza let us joke about for a bit - but then she gently guided me towards the far left exit with the stairs.
There would be no elevators for me. Not today not ever. I promised myself if i could - i would always take the stairs.
As my Momma taught me - so so many years ago - the high road is always - a bit darker - a bit more lonely - sometimes longer - always steeper - but when you get to the top -
"KM the view of yourself you get is always worth it. "