The New Normal

Blood tests, chemo infusions, more blood tests, napping, weakness all became a way of life.  The Sunday before the next chemo, I would feel strong enough to attend church, what a blessing.  Another joy was shopping.  During that same week before the treatment I would go grocery shopping.

The look of concern and recognizion of my plight on strangers’ faces amazed me.  They would help me get my cart, open doors, get things off the shelf, put my bags in the car.  There was so much help from caring people.  I must have looked really bad!

A daughter came once a week to clean the house.  A neighbor girl walked the dog each day.  Cards and letters filled the mailbox.  The Bible, especially the Book of Psalms became my source of solace.  The book, Living Through Breast Cancer, by Carolyn M. Kaelin, MD, MPH with Francesca Coltrera explained what was happening to my body.  It answered questions I didn’t realize I had, such as why the mouth sores, restless nights, loss of weight, jumpiness and agitation.  The hands and feet of Jesus became real in human form.

“My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.  He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber.  Indeed he who watches over Israel never slumbers or sleeps.  The Lord keeps you from all harm and watches over your life.  The Lord keeps watch over you as you come and go, both now and forever.” Psalm 121:2-3, 7-8 NLT


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Suzan says:

    I talk to all the animals and our yard, trees, and plants. At least they all listen and no back talk

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  2. annettasue says:

    Glad I’m not the only one.


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