Photo courtesy of morguefiles
The racing brain came to a grinding halt
at the edge of consciousness,
jostling the passengers inside.
Riders recomposed, shaking off a reverie
Collecting their belongings,
each one disembarked at the junction
between reality and dream,
marching off to their offices of creation
to begin the nightly tasks of fantasy.
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There has been increasing interest in my cancer posts from several folks. To make navigation easier, I have subcategorized the archives of these posts in the order in which I originally posted them. They can be found under the categories to the right.
I saw this at a hockey game and just had to take a picture.
What great marketing!
Check it out. I received the Poet of the Year Award for 2010. Congratulations to the other winners and runners-up. Thanks to all of you who voted for me. I feel really privileged. The recognition is nice. A special thanks as well to Jingle, who devotes hours of her time coordinating the Poets Rally and tallying votes. Jingle, you do a great job.
My prize: a gorgeous virtual car!
Today is my anniversary. One year ago, they cut out a 1.7 cm malignant tumor. I have been cancer free since then.
I feel good overall. I am physically able to do normal stuff. My mental state, though, has been a bit more affected. I wonder how long it will take me to stop freaking out when the doctor wants to run tests. I still haven’t found my new “normal” state, but I think I am getting there.
At least I know I am not alone with that. I was talking with a co-worker who survived cancer and he tells me it’s always there, flitting around in the back of your mind. My doctor saw me last week, and she told me it takes about two years for her patients to finally move the fear of cancer from the foreground to the background.
So I have two goals this year. One, I want to start trying to push thoughts of cancer from my every waking moment to occasional musing. Two, I am not going to beat myself up if I can’t do that. I will remember it’s a process that every survivor goes through.
I have my one year. That’s really cool.
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