On my one week Done With Radiation anniversary, I'm pleased to report that my ass hurts less. I've been longing to share more good news here, so that's my good news for the day. Don't get too excited because I'm still not moving very fast, but it's so much less hurty.
I'm scared of pooping though. That really burns, man. BURNS. And before you suggest diaper rash cream, because I know someone will, the zinc in diaper rash cream is NOT good for radiation burns. It will make them worse. I know this because I read it on the internets. Besides, I don't know that it's helpful to wrack our brains for something to put on this. The burn cream and the aloe are working great. I suspect I just need more time. So I suppose if you have some sort of time machine that might be useful. Anyway, back to the poop. The sitz bath does help with that pain.
Really, I'm going to be okay. In a lot of ways life sucks, but in so many more it's all good. Kids in pleasant moods, friends stopping over for tea, delicious Annie's scrambled tofu meal, huge box of vegan chocolate...see? Even if a time machine was possible, would I want to miss all these wonderful little moments? I don't know that I appreciated these little things as much before cancer. I took many things for granted, that they would just always be there. It's easy to do that when we get busy, when it seems more important to clean the house or run the errands than to play with our kids or hug our spouse. Cause no one is going anywhere, right? Not my family, because bad things don't happen to my family. But I'm proof that bad things DO happen. So, you know, don't live in fear of those bad things. But remember to appreciate today, right now.
Aren't you glad that my mind is off the pain in my ass so I can concentrate on philosophizing? Ahahahahahahahahaha. No worries, I'm sure I'll be back to writing about disgusting and weird things soon.