This video...Caused me to remember...
Caused me to remember 2010...caused me to remember the feelings that completely changed the way I view the world...
You see in April of 2010 I was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma...yep, cancer...it will rock you world!
Many times, after a doctor's appointment, I would have to run an errand...and many times, I found myself being crabby, and emotional with the people I came into contact ...including bursting into tears for no apparent reason...
My shirt didn't read "BACK OFF! I have cancer, and I've just come from a stressful appointment." They had no idea what my problem was, and it wasn't their job to know...
It wasn't their job to know; that kid gloves were needed with talking with me...
It wasn't their job to know; that in days my hair is going to start falling out and I was terrified...
It wasn't their job to know; that I just found out my blood counts were wonky and I needed a transfusion...
It wasn't their job to know; that it took ALL my strength to walk from the car to the door and am now I'm so exhausted I can't imagine walking the isles to get what I needed...
It wasn't their job to know; that my world was crumbling around me and that I was crumbling with it...
This experience of cancer...This experience of chemotherapy...This experience of radiation...and, now this experience of living in remission, provided me with a new world view...I am now, much more patient with crabby people in stores because I don't know their story...I don't know the battles they are fighting...and I can't be sure that their world isn't crumbling around them...
and if I can't be sure...I've got no right to judge...
Careless,
April
Many times, after a doctor's appointment, I would have to run an errand...and many times, I found myself being crabby, and emotional with the people I came into contact ...including bursting into tears for no apparent reason...
My shirt didn't read "BACK OFF! I have cancer, and I've just come from a stressful appointment." They had no idea what my problem was, and it wasn't their job to know...
It wasn't their job to know; that kid gloves were needed with talking with me...
It wasn't their job to know; that in days my hair is going to start falling out and I was terrified...
It wasn't their job to know; that I just found out my blood counts were wonky and I needed a transfusion...
It wasn't their job to know; that it took ALL my strength to walk from the car to the door and am now I'm so exhausted I can't imagine walking the isles to get what I needed...
It wasn't their job to know; that my world was crumbling around me and that I was crumbling with it...
This experience of cancer...This experience of chemotherapy...This experience of radiation...and, now this experience of living in remission, provided me with a new world view...I am now, much more patient with crabby people in stores because I don't know their story...I don't know the battles they are fighting...and I can't be sure that their world isn't crumbling around them...
and if I can't be sure...I've got no right to judge...
Careless,
April
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