I googled “good chemo day” and didn’t find anything, but it’s a thing that shows up in our life experience every week. Keyword: “our”. I witness it, he feels it. Key point: we both experience it.
On his “bad” chemo days, I’m not sure how to rescue him. It’s less about the pain in his body (for that almost never subsides…), it’s about the pain in his mind. The mental anguish, distortion, and confusion that taunts him away from healing.
It reveals to me how very toxic chemo is and how very strong the mind-body connection is…in reverse, too. From body to mind. From physical suffering at a cellular level into mental and emotional turmoil…at a cellular level.
Then, like a fever, the chemo breaks and we have, what I call, a good chemo day. Today was one of those days…I cherish these days. They carry me through the others. And so with deep-seated love and happiness, I look forward to our chemo-free happily ever after.
Whether you are the patient or the caretaker, create sacred space for movement, self-care, and healing…today. Dream big. Desire more.