It's Friday, I'm up at 6:08am and I already know I am going to have the best day ever. Seriously, the best. Anybody up? I need to start making plans...let's go for lunch, a walk, shopping; I'm going to put on some makeup today and everything. Want to know why? I POOPED.
What they don't inform you of is this: THE BEST DAYS YOU'LL HAVE ARE THE ONES WHERE YOU WENT POOPY. No joke.
The side effects of treatment are worse and will cause you greater discomfort than your cancer ever did. Well, I just had chemo yesterday and the drugs they prescribe me keep the violent nausea at bay, but constipate me so much, I practically have poop coming out my eyeballs. Not just any kind of poop, either. I'm talking excrement of a radioactive nature. That kind of shit will kill ya (literally).
I, smarty-pants that I am, downed a dozen high-fibre chewies yesterday and ate a giant bowl of spicy three bean chili in order to outwit the poop gods. And it worked! I pooped and I am going to have a great day because of it. It's the simple things in life, you know?
First of all, let me say cancer sucks and it sucks even more that your fighting it but I'm sure you don't need me to say so. Second of all, I'm glad you found an outlet through your writing because your gosh-darn good at it. Much more informative and real than any Cancer Centre pamphlet could ever be. Our virtue for the month of January in our school board is courage and you, my friend, are the epitome of courage. Awww, yeaah.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry to hear that you're going through this Colleen but SO thankful for the very raw and uncensored way you are sharing your experience. This is going to inspire, encourage and enlighten so many people. YAY for pooping!! :) God bless!
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