It's 2:30 am and an incredibly busy week is winding down. I find myself "celebrating" on the sofa with 7-UP and oyster crackers, hoping to stem violent outbursts from both sides of my body.
I keep telling myself it's all part of the treatment. It's just temporary. I can muscle through it. If I can't handle this, then how can I handle the tougher things to follow?
Then I think back. I've been through some unbelievable tough situations: a medical emergency in a foreign country, basic training, S.E.R.E. (US military survival school), and my first cancer surgery.
This, by far, is the most difficult physical challenge I've ever experienced.
If you know someone in cancer treatment, I implore you to take action today. Rake their yard. Make a dinner. Offer to go to the grocery store and pick up something. Get some books or videos from their library. Walk their dog. Vacuum their house. Take down their Halloween decorations.
It doesn't have to be anything big. It can be a little thing.
It's not about big things. It's about little big things.