2017 A Year in Review: The Dream Team. To overcome Stage 4 Cancer we created a team to help us on my healing path. Here is the approach we took to overcome Stage 4 Cancer once again.
Experiencing Cancer Out Loud by Ryan D. Luelf HINDSIGHT IS 20/20 Driving forward by analyzing the past. Last Fall 2017
“It’s always the perspective in which we frame our language, that inspires us to keep going as we navigate the mysterious terrain of what it means to be human.” #WFTR ~Ryan D. Luelf
Last year during December 2015, January and February 2016 it was hard to blog. It was hard to post. So today I am thankful I can write about what went on those few months. I am thankful Ryan was given a second chance at life.
Sometimes I wonder if I ever want to write again. Sometimes I ask myself why have I not already written those 15 blogs that are bursting out of me? . . . Never did I think that the blog would be visited 60,000 times this year. Never once did it cross my mind that the last few blogs I have written would each be read by people all over the world in over 65 countries and several thousand times.
Today, I am thankful. Today, I am cautiously optimistic. Today, I am ready to tackle the world and keep on keeping on with Ryan’s current protocols all the while the kiddos enjoy the summer break having extra opportunities of mommy and daddy time. During this unusually quiet afternoon I get to share updates of our journey.
Our bodies desire to heal. Our bodies are made to heal. It just needs help. It needs us to love ourselves. . . Love is all around us. We are loved. We are created to love not only others, but to love ourselves.
It was as if the gun had just went off at the raceway, but two thoroughbreds had already taken the second quarter turn before we could even get off of the starting blocks. It was the race of our lives and we needed to chase down not just one quarter horse, but two. The cancer quarter horse and the out of control havoc causing fluid horse. It was a race I was afraid we would lose. For the first time in this journey, it was a race I was afraid we had fallen too far behind.
“we should have’s” are only a rabbit chase into a never ending set of possibilities, both positive and negative.
Shouldn’t packing up my husband be a joyous occasion? Is it the fact that I have come to love so many of the nurses, doctors and staff here at CHIPSA Hospital that every goodbye hurts? Is it the fact that we finally get to go home and my heart is happy that the treatments are working? Is it the fact that they have cared for my hubs so well that fear is setting in on what the next 90 days requires of us at home? I imagine its all of the above.