Staying strong through it all..........

   As I set taking chemo #3 a few weeks ago a lady who I had delivered flowers to a few days earlier came into the room to talk to the nurse. I recognized her and smiled. After her conservation was over she came over and talked with me and Thomas. She said she couldn't believe that I had cancer. When I delivered her flowers I looked so healthy. Rosemary explained to me her cancer and I told her she looked just as healthy as I did. We both laughed and talked of how we both needed to be strong and beat this cancer. We gave each other a squeeze of the hand and that we would keep in touch.
   It was the end of the day and our delivery driver had gone home and I hadn't been out of the shop all day. I told Vivki that I would drive over to see if the customer was home now to receive her flowers.
   Kinda makes you wonder if we were suppose to meet--do you believe in fate--do you think things happen for a reason? Why was it that I delivered those flowers that day. Our paths crossed for some reason. If nothing other than to give each other support of staying strong through this battle.
   I've talked many times about your mentality during cancer. Most days that's all you got. You just can't wave your hands in the air and give up. You can't buy your plot, make your funeral arrangements then set around and wait to die. You've got to stay strong and surround your self with strong people. You wake up in the morning and thank the Lord for another day and then YOU decide what kind of day you're going to have.For me I have awesome days. I refuse to let cancer dictate my agenda. Many days I feel terrible, but I put on my flip flops and do what needs to be done. Whether it's a day of designing flowers, doing the laundry or running errands with Thomas.
   Wednesday will be Chemo #4. The past couple of weeks I've noticed that the tingle and numbness in my fingers has gotten worse. Holding my knife while designing doesn't bother me as much as trying to pick up something small. My bag of hair has gotten a bit fuller and seems each day something different bothers me.
   I can run pretty fast in my flip flops and I don't believe cancer will catch up with me. I'm just to darn fast and to darn strong........