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My Cracked Earth
When I woke up from surgery,
Something was amiss.
The monitor beeped,
The plink plink of the dripping ringed,
The tubes were plugged into me
And my head felt numb
Like a dried-up earth
Ripped from nourishment
And cracked in pain.
The Invisible Scars
Six months has passed since my cancer diagnosis, and life seems to be back to normal, without a trace of illness or tiredness. In fact, many of my colleagues never found out why I was on sick extended leave, nor would they ever imagine cancer as a possibility knowing how full of energy and liveliness I always am.
Read More...Trusting the Unpredictable
I’ve always had a difficult relationship with my body. For years, I’ve tried to lose weight and tried all sorts of methods, but the stubborn extra pounds just refuse to shed. To maintain an acceptable baseline body shape, I used to spend two hours on rigorous exercises each day and be super careful with my eating.
Read More...A Lonely Journey Ahead
I’ve been surrounded by loved ones from the first moment I’ve been diagnosed with cancer, and never been left alone since. They brought me gifts, prepared my favorite food, and took really good care of me day and night. “Are you cold? Do you want food? Are you tired?”
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