Character contributes to beauty. It fortifies a woman as her youth fades. A mode of conduct, a standard of courage, discipline, fortitude, and integrity can do a great deal to make a woman beautiful.
-- Author Unknown
So much for it being rest day. I didn't get much sleep last night and wasn't happy to be woken up this morning, but I sucked it up and got out of bed to get ready for the day. The normal parade of doctors, nurses, cleaning ladies, and food lady came through in the span of 2 hours and I was poked and prodded and questioned as usual. Torture is the term that comes to mind when I think of the daily morning hospital routine for each patient. I'm happy that, after morning, however, things normally slow down a little bit. I get to choose when I take a shower, brush my teeth and all that good stuff, without someone holding my hand or demanding me to do something right then. This allows me to feel like I at least get to keep a little bit of dignity and character. On that note: Antibiotics and I have a love/hate relationship. I love having protection, but I loathe frequent trips to the bathroom (and my bathroom is about the size of a closet under a stairway - shower included).
So the day started out with me being groggy, but going along with the swing of things. I was visited by 2 random women. One who is a 2 time breast cancer survivor who underwent treatment in the '70s (could you imagine?!). She's in love with Mike and has never met him...thinks he has great courage, humanity and a lot of love for me. and she's completely right. The other woman wanted to make sure I was mentally balanced and didn't need any help with controlling my craziness or depression. She deemed that I'm not crazy or depressed, but if I ever land there, she's my lady. I also was visited by a really sweet woman named Becky. She happens to be the best friend of my boyfriend's mother and she lives not very far away. I had a nice inspirational chat with her and am glad to know that someone so caring is near by.
I didn't leave my room much today. I can feel my counts dropping, and, in turn, my energy level slipping. I wasn't at all motivated to exercise today and left it for last so that hopefully all my energy would be used up and I would sleep peacefully all rolled up like a burrito in my blanket. Because I can feel the oncoming days of being more tired and less energetic, I pushed myself the hardest I have while being here and I feel pretty good and very tired. Unfortunately for the nurses, I forgot to put deoderant on today :) oh well. It's the least of their worries. They're just happy that I chose to shower on my own. Now it's time for my good 'ol friend Ambien, happy dreams, smiling about celebrating a new birthday tomorrow and being beautiful because I have character.
Thanks for all of the comments, by the way. I love reading what everyone has to say and it lets me feel connected to the outside world. Oh, and my address here is:
DUMC
9200 Erwin Rd., ABMT
Marie Opetaia-Williamson, Rm# 9204
Durham, NC 27710
Love,
Marie
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5 comments:
Hang in there & keep the updates coming. I'll make a blogger of you yet!
Off to work - Steff says hey.
wow that woman survived breast cancer [twice] in the 70s! that's an warrior woman right there! :D
I just love reading your blog!
girl, you smell great! don't let anyone tell you different. besides, deoderant is completely overrated...seriously.
AND you have done what no one else could do...you have made me blog! thank you for letting me be a part of your wonderful life.
I can not image surviving breast cancer twice. I also can not image what you are going through. You are an inspiration to us. Love, Leona
Good thing you're gorgeous and look great with no hair! Catherine passed along your blog and I've been reading it. You have such a wonderful attitude. Very cool.
Shaun made it on the spec team and we are getting a new person, Kyla on Monday. London is almost a year and a half now and lots of fun. I hope you get your puppy one day.
Love, Heidi (RT)
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