Distractions

One of the things that a cancer patient doesn't want is to be looked at differently. We still think of the same stuff we would think of before diagnosis.

I strongly dislike it when I'm at a mall and some people would look at me with dread, being in a wheelchair and wearing a bandana, like they are seeing a ghost. Or when I'm always approached in a serious manner like I don't think of anything else but cancer and death. 

Cancer patients are still ALIVE! 

As there is still so much life in me, there are a lot of things that I still want to do - and I mean regular things, not only stuff a dying person would do. 

Sure, I already prepared a journal, letters, and a scrapbook for my children and husband. This sickness may have made life even more dramatic, but I have moments of sheer shallowness.

I think one ingredient to survival is not taking yourself too seriously. I told my children in the beginning that I'd do everything to get well and if that means being light-hearted at times, that I'd be. 

I still think of make-up, shoes, and clothes, dates with my husband and fun breaks with my children.

I do selfies,

flashbacks,

food shots,

or any shot I could think of.

I go to Pinterest for cute outfits,

good food,

home designs,

party ideas, 

and a lot of other pretty things.

I love watching tv shows, and these are the ones I particularly enjoy:

I call these things, distractions. I need them, maybe, as much as I need all my meds. They're like pain drugs that help me forget....Yes, sometimes, I really just want to forget.