It's All About the Music

So, got up early Monday, headed out to Centreville and really had a good day.  Right this moment other than a bald head and a port sticking out my right collar bone area, and no hair on varying parts of my body, and a large scar across my chest, you would never know anything was going on with me.  I feel great - I almost feel bad I feel so good - NOT.   I do have a numbness just above my mastectomy and not sure if it is just the healing process, from the port, or someting else.  Dr. Z was not concerned about it, said part of the continued healing process and nothing she connected with chemo.   So, I just keep massaging the area to keep movement in it and will wait to see if it gets better. 

I came home from work last night, changed my clothes, grabbed my iPod and the dog and went out for a great 2 miles walk at a good pace moving along with great Music.  I wished I could share my physical and emotional state with others who are not doing as well with their treatment.

I have learned to enjoy every moment and not look ahead or wish my life away (okay maybe I am wishing it was New Year's Eve with hopes my last chemo took place already) but otherwise, I want to take in everything around me.   I want to listen to the music which can be the wind rustling through the dry corn, the tractors in the field, the humming birds buzzing around before the go South.  Music comes in many forms and I want to listen to it all.  Please do the same thing.  One never knows what is around the corner.