“The writer of memoir makes a pact with her reader that what
she writes is the truth the best she can tell it. But the original pact, the
real deal, is with herself.
Be honest, dig deep or don’t bother. “ (Abigail Thomas, Thinking
About Memoir)
I believe in the Abigail Thomas pact. Be
honest, dig deep or don’t bother.
I know this sometimes makes my writing difficult to read, and it makes
other people concerned about my wellbeing. But I want friends and family reading my blog to know that
when I say I am doing well – I really am doing
well. I am not just putting on
a positive front for others. And
when I am not doing well – I try to say that as clearly and honestly as I
possibly can.
I can tell I am transitioning out of my bad days and into my
good days. I have a list of small
indicators that affirm this for me.
I could stand long enough to brush my teeth. Check. I was
able to focus and read the newspaper this morning. Check. The
nasty glue-like taste in my mouth, and overall novocaine sludge feeling
throughout my body is lessening.
The chemo ninjas completed this cycle’s assault on any remaining cancer
cells (or any other fast growing cells) in my entire body and now it feels like
the clean up crews are trying to purge the wreckage from that battle.
All that said, it is still an act of sheer will power to
take a shower and get dressed. So
far today I have not managed to muster the energy to check that one off my
list.
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