I am beginning by saying that I apologise for not going in and answering your messages. I simply can't get my hand to type that much.
But I have read each one and they have made me smile, tear up and feel so enveloped in love.
I cannot begin to thank everyone for the tsunami of kindness, prayers and good wishes. I appreciate each and every one. I draw such strength from your positivity and I know I am not alone. Nobody fighting cancer is alone.
I used to struggle with the word "fight..." in fact it used to irritate me a little. I figured, you get a disease, you get treatment and you move on - end of story. But some times it doesn't go quite as smoothly as that. Some times it becomes a massive battle that rages on. For me it's been ten years, for others it's one year, for others it's more. No matter how long, each of us deserve the same amount of support and help.
I often get comments from people that are along the lines of - "but what I'm dealing with is nothing compared to you" - this isn't a cancer olympics! We are all fighting similar demons and the answer is to be there for one another.
I feel loved, cherished, surrounded and embraced. I will fight on and I hope that anyone in a similar position joins me. Let's do this together.
The sun is beaming in through my window as I lie here and relax after today's radiation. I'll let it work it's magic. The chemotherapy is dripping slowly through doing it's thing.
I am in safe and professionally caring hands.
I know I'm one of the lucky ones.
Have a great day where ever you may be. Thanks again, from my toes to my thinning hair, for being there!
Love and light