Second time chemo is really an experience. I remember Raymond asking whether I feel like Job or not and now I do see some resemblance --- I went through the first round of chemo with relative ease so the Evil one is not satisfied and asked the Lord for permission for more. I had the first blast on Oct.21 and another shorter one on Oct.28. There are days that I was totally shut down --- no energy, no thoughts, no words, no action (of course). Thankfully it's short-lived. Then come the days when I move like a tortoise, slower than slow, taking almost 2 hours to clear the dishwasher because I need to rest in between. By the grace of God, there are "back-to-normal" days, like today, when I can blog.
The old me would have been anxious over such low level of performance but the now me have become more baby-like. I don't make plans or set expectations for myself but rather take more time enjoying the tiny birds outside my window and the wind blowing the helpless leaves and landing them everywhere in my backyard. Life is beautiful. God is good.
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First of all, I like this background rather than the one before.
Being in a peaceful and quiet state is enjoyable at times. Like every morning, after Edmond and the kids left for work/school, the house is so quiet. like everything to my own...