Dear Life, Two weeks in bed with all the symptoms of Lymphoma and the oncologist said yesterday, “you have a head cold”. My tragic mind had gone to Covid, ruled out by test and cancer progressing ruled out by bloodwork. I felt relieved and embarrassed. Drink lots of fluids, take decongestants to move infection out of head, throat and stomach, and rest, rest, rest. Doctor sent me up to chemo suite for an infusion of Saline. I went from “OH My GOD I’m actually afraid of dying” to “PRM get out of drama and in the life flow of being relieved and healing”. The oncologist said” This is the first cold you’ve had since cancer”. It’s like I am a baby and everything is a “first time” and feels big.
Yours Truly, Baby PRM WHAH