Day three is supposed to suck. I’ve been warned by everyone.
“You’ll be in bed all day.”
“Nauseau will hit.”
“Just rest and get through it.”
So here I am, lying awake and up since four in the morning, envisioning today NOT sucking.
My throat hurts.
A small headache.
Debating whether to take the anti nauseau pill even though I’m not nauseous but the nurse suggested I stay ahead of it since I had hyperemesis with all three kids.
Feeling a little painful tingle on my scalp as I look at short haircuts since I’m going today to go shorter to prepare my kids.
Grateful to have seen family and friends yesterday.
Thankful for the wig experience.
Feeling determined, that this is the path I should be on.
The fear of death has been lifted, and a certainty has come to my heart that this is it. All of the knowledge I gained about natural and holistic healing paths combined with the research of my oncologist will help me transition out of being Keri with Cancer into a new Keri.
It may take time, but I’m feeling like I’ve got all the time I need.
Maybe I’m fooling myself and I wont be able to move today, but I can tell myself whatever story I want.
It’s my story.
I’m making it a great one.
Please put me on all the prayer lists out there.
God is so good.
In Jesus’s name, amen.