Epiphany

After getting immersed in LIVESTRONG, I started wearing my wrist band again. I had started wearing it when Ted became sick. I didn't usually wear it around the house, only when I went out. I really didn't think about it much. But the other day it really hit me that I shouldn't just wear it in support of cancer survivors, I need to wear it to remind myself to LIVESTRONG. Now I wear it all the time.

Yesterday the surgeon took out my port. I didn't know it was metal. Luckily it didn't set off the detectors at the airport. Anyway, he of course had to make an incision, so they told me to just take Tylenol for pain. Well I kind of forgot about it until all of a sudden in the afternoon it really started hurting. I didn't have any Tylenol with me, so I ran into Safeway to get some. I was wearing my pink bandana and pink hat. The checker grabbed my hand, looked me in the eye and said "keep on fighting". It surprised me. I hadn't had anyone say anything to me before when I was out and about. As I thought about it later, I was very appreciative. It took guts for her to do that. I don't blame people for not saying anything. It's hard to know what to say. And I imagine some people wouldn't want you talking to them. So it's hard to know what to do. But for me it was nice.