All kids get em… cuts, scratches and scrapes. Inevitably a band-aid always helps them feel better. Most of you might not know that I am the son of immigrants. My parents came over from England in the early 1950s. In our house we wore jumpers, supported Manchester United, spoke The Queen’s English and either took a lift or went up and down the apples and pears, but I digress. In our house they were not band-aids…we called them a “plaster”. We always had to get those nasty cheap fabric ones. I remember they were called Elastoplast, and to take them off was akin to having a limb removed without anesthesia. My father would always say the same thing “get on with it, I will count to three and pull it off quickly, it won’t hurt as much”. I fell for it every time. Dad would start counting; one, two…He never, ever got to 3. Somehow the early rip, tear, pull was supposed to help. It never did. My Dad passed away two years ago. He was an amazing man. I know if he was here my daily chemo ritual would be different, more regimented. Everyday I wash my red, sore splotchy face before I apply my chemo cream. There is a window of time, a few minutes of trepidation in between the stinging face wash and even more painful cream application. I imagine my dad standing beside me. I can hear him in his ever so eloquent British voice, “get on with it”. I know Dad, just gimme a minute…I can do it, I got this. I miss him terribly.
Today is a beautiful winter day with brilliant sunshine. That means another indoor day for me and the cat. She never goes outside and I am not supposed to let any sun hit my face while using Fuorouracil 5% chemotherapy. That’s okay, me and go-kart Mozart can check out the weather charts to see if it was safe outside (streaming 70s music today). I gotta tell you, I loved last night. We hung out with a fire and watched Finding Dory with the kids…and the one lesson that kept coming up in the movie was “keep swimming”. It is good advice. Keep swimming. It’s all good, I got this.
Thanks for stopping by, day 13. Call your Mom and Dad 🙂