Happy Father's Day! PS Fruit Loops are yummy

Hello all. Just plain old English tonight (apologies for the white-bread approach ce soir ... ooooh ... a little francais ... ok ... a little white lie!) Happy Sunday and Happy Father's Day to all the wonderful dads out there - to my dear dad in heaven, to my dear uncle who was our legal guardian (God bless you, Zio), to my dear uncle who also was a father-figure to me (and who passed away 12 years ago), and to my dear oldest brother who was our - i.e. my sweet recently departed brother and me - our big brother and dad rolled into one - Happy Brother's Day. Sending love and hugs to you all on this grand day. And to my sweet hubby's dear dad ... Happy Papa-san day to you too. :-)

I have been a little low key the past few days, due in no small part to just feeling completely wiped out the past couple of days. On a positive note, we had torrential downpours here late last week, and because of that nasty weather, there was a small power outage at the hospital. So, This Gal had a wee respite from the Nuke Fest on Thursday, as the Big Ass Nuke Machine was taking a break from the job. I must say, having that one day off was delightful, as I slept well Thursday night and I woke up on Friday and my brain felt cloud-free, my eyes felt clear and I actually had an appetite. Thank God for small mercies, right? Now, I don't know if it was the vacation day from nuking, or if it's just that my middle-aged, menopausal body is adjusting to the treatments (methinks the latter - glass half-full, right? Gosh, I miss wine ... sigh ...)

So, all that to say, I have been actually eating things beyond chicken broth - although that is a regular standby. I woke up on Friday with the weirdest craving for .. are you ready? Fruit Loops. Yup. Fruit Loops. I honestly don't remember the last time I had that sugary treat. It's funny because the label states "high in fibre" or something equally as ludicrous. What's so funny is that after years of rigorous eating, cupboards stocked with healthy stuff like All-Bran, the 51% kind (that stuff is epic, I tell you), Bran Flakes, organic flax seed, fat free salad dressing, organic greens, yadda yadda yadda, I figure I am going to listen to my body and if my body is craving carbs and kiddie cereals like Apple Jacks and Cocoa Puffs, then I am going with it - at least for the next little while. After all, if I am eating at all, I figure that's a good thing. Period.

In the spirit of counting blessings and all of that good stuff, I tell you that the whole perspective thing has taken on a whole NEW perspective. (Is that redundant?) I mean, something as simple as having an appetite is - again - something I have always just taken for granted. So, when I wake up and actually want to eat, I figure that is a good day and I am thankful. Woo hoo! When I wake up and my head isn't cloudy and I don't feel doltish or thick and I have the energy to clean the house (boring but therapeutic), then it's a good day. Woo hoo! Today, I let one of our cats out into our beautiful back yard - gosh it really is so beautiful with everything having filled in and flowers in full bloom (the daisies are just getting ready to bloom - I LOVE daisies - such a happy, simple flower) - and just listening to the birds, feeling the breeze, laying back and absorbing the sun's awesome rays - it was one of those "stop and smell the roses" moments. 

On a tee-hee, giggly kind of note, when I let our cat out, she immediately bolted towards the back fence, as there was a squirrel running across the top of it that she naturally wanted to capture. Our cat - who hubby named Goof (her real name is Suzie) - missed the squirrel who had quickly taken cover in the nearby spruce tree - just beyond reach. The squirrel then proceeded to sit in the tree and yell, squawk, chastise, cuss Goof out for the full half hour she was outside. Not to be outdone, the birds also chimed in and it was a beautiful cacophony of sound; a wonderful nature's symphony. Next time, I will record it, as it one of those "Stop and Listen to the Cussing Squirrels" moments. And what made it funnier was that Goof seemed completely oblivious - or nonchalant; not sure which. 

In any event, I ended up sleeping most of the day after that ... guess all the excitement wiped me out. Again, thankful for small mercies like being able to rest up .... and if my body says "YO! Beotch! Time to sleep!" then, I have finally relented and am going to pay attention and just go with it ... eating, sleeping... and perhaps if I feel up to it, yoga (hubby bought me yoga classes last year ... I've only done one and was immediately hooked....very soothing) ...

Countdown is a bit off now, as the one day of missing radiation plus the one for the Fourth of July holiday will mean that I will be two days ahead on the chemo .... it's ok though ... 24 more melon nuke fests to go .... 20% of the way there ... or one-fifth ... soon it will be one-third, then one-half ... then it will be done. One day at a time, right? 

Thanks as always for reading, listening and for your support and love. Much appreciated!! Tonight's sign off courtesy of Uncle K...love you all ...xoxoxox

Radiating Love,

Cancerella, Buderello, and the Two Cats (Goof and Nob - hubby named them and their names fit :-) ...) 

xoxoxoxo