It’s become apparent I’ve entered the ‘transition phase’.
No longer am I attending appointments with Dr’s etc. on a very regular basis, no longer am I being poked and prodded, needled and taped. Now – it’s back to life as normal. Just gotta sort out what’s ‘normal’!
Apart from getting on with the day-to-day side of things, there’s actually a fair bit to work through. On speaking to people with cancer, who’ve had cancer, who’ve looked after people as they negotiate their way through ‘cancerworld‘, I’ve discovered I’m fitting the classic mould of being a bit ‘lost’. There’s a kind of hole, that above mentioned care and care-givers once filled.
You undoubtedly become attached to those who are just doing their jobs looking after you. That emotional investment is huge. It’s trust, it’s confidence and belief that you’ll make it through just fine because you’re in the best hands. Rather than feeling scared or anxious at each appointment – I actually felt safe.
Now I’m ‘out the other side’, it’s almost as if that safety net has been taken away. (I do know it hasn’t though. I’m reassured at every turn that help is available should I need it!)
As I get my head around what’s happened, how my body has changed and ultimately how my life has changed through this experience I plan to continue writing. There are so many people I’ve met on this journey who have enriched my life very much. I hope to share more about them on this blog.
