We've already noted that one of the first casualties of my cancer was shame, so I thought to evaluate my current condition -- on my blog, so I couldn't take it back.
I am having a good week. I feel human for the first time since, maybe, June. Here are some of the things I've noted that I can check out tomorrow when I go for chemo.
- I've stopped sleeping ALL the time.
- I've made lunch (full meal) twice this week.
- I've fed the dogs twice (maybe 3 times) my very self.
- I've walked the dogs (with Nick) twice (maybe 3 times).
- I've gone back to house planning -- working out the lighting for the terrace and garden.
- I've gone back to finishing the bathroom. Working on a shower curtain system. And sewing.
- The catheter is moving. Well, it moves frequently; I can tell because of the different discomfort and a very minor amount of blood. But this time I think it's descending. That means it passage is widening enough to let it slip. This is good news and bad news. Bad news: slippage makes for more leakage. Good news: urethra has less pressure on it.
- I have had a normal bowel movement three days in a row, for the first time since I can remember, but certainly before June. (This is the no shame part.) That would mean (to me) the my intestine is less constricted.