If going through divorce taught me anything, it's to lean into feelings—process that shit, so you can move forward and not drag yourself down any more than you need.
Consequently, I will be scheduling time in one of the Rage Rooms—you know, those places where you can go and break shit and scream at the top of your lungs. I'm officially in the "anger" stage of grieving life pre-diagnosis. And because I don't take it out on people, I gotta get rid of it somehow!
I should note that the cancer center's social worker—after a conversation where she learned I was literally Doing All the Things for self-care already—did the research for me. This was after making a quip to my oncologist about needing to find a screaming room.
I love the team approach at my hospital! :P
So that's how I'm feeling.
How I'm doing: Eagerly waiting for my body to heal. :/ I get to start rebuilding my immune system with my Chinese medicine doctor, and I'm super excited about that.
What's next: I'm waiting for my appointment, hopefully in the next week or two, with my radiologist, which will determine the time frame of radiation. That, and all the steps I'll be taking to heal my body now that I'm not poisoning it anymore. I'll also continue my targeted therapy infusions every 3 weeks.
I love this so much. I was just thinking about looking into a rage room (I'm not angry, but I've been challenged on why it's so hard for me to get angry. Maybe I can be supportively and empathetically angry?). Sending you all the healing vibes!
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