The three true b’s
I don’t believe in burying the lead, so first off my scans are good.
Last weekend my life was filled with babies and basketball. My family has the cheat code on how to make me comfortable. I took my Mom to a Nuggets playoff game. Actually, now that I think about it… she took me. One of the best games I have seen in a while. Then I followed it up with the sweetest moments with my Godsonx2 (G and V). The beautiful moments of egg hunts and the surprise of discovery. The absolute joy of springtime. An absolute delight.
Monday the typical pending doom of my brain scan. To be honest, I wasn’t thinking there were any new tumors. At this point, it’s more of an annoyance and a financial drain. But I went through the process of getting my head strapped to the table so that they can share the “illuminating news” that the 30 rounds of radiation had some residual effects. My bad, the real term is radiation necrosis but also known as DUH.
I have a strong streak of realism. Microwaving my brain (radiation) was not ideal, but I had to pick a struggle. I knew I wasn’t getting out of this situation with zero side effects. And sarcasm aside, I am pretty grateful for the minimal residuals. I really don’t have headaches and I get a small tingling on my right side.
I guess this is just a very drastic example of the ultimate spring. In order for things to grow, there is also a loss associated. Stage 4 cancer is living in the dichotomy. And I am honoring every emotion as they come. The joy and anticipation of a basketball game. The cheekiness and marvel of my GodsonX2 finding plastic eggs for tiny tokens of wonder.
In honor of newness and growth, there will be a face lift to the blog as I have registered it as a non-profit to support cancer patients. Thank you to everyone who has already donated. It helps me quite a bit with the government paperwork and website fees. If you have issues with the donation link, please let me know. I think it has been solved.
I am still responding to texts. It makes me want to cry. Actually, I do cry. When I think about the support I have. It solidified that I made the right choice to go through all the treatments. Because I want as much spring as I can get.
So cheers to the 3 b’s: Babies, Basketball, and Brain Cancer Anxiety.
May we all find the things that invigorate the soul in times of uncertainty.
And just FYI, the game I went to there was overtime so that seems to be a good sign.
MJ