MRI and Feeling Alive and "Normal"

So I don't know what you did last Friday night but I spent mine with 2 guys and my top off!  Can you top that?  Okay, it's not as exciting as it sounds.  Joe took me to get my MRI done and believe it or not the two techs were men.  Good thing I am over getting embarrassed about things like this.  They were actually both really cool guys and very sweet about it, I think they were the ones that were a little embarrassed (or at least apologetic).  

Picture this: Face down, arms above head, face in a "donut" like a massage table and boobs hanging through a rack I had to lay on...in a tube for 45 minutes with some of the loudest strangest sounds I have ever heard!  At least they stuck ear plugs in my ears and then placed headphones on me and even took my music request.  I chose spiritual music and it sure helped calm my nerves.  I even think I dozed off a couple of times.  I was kind of cracking up wondering if when a man needs a MRI on his "manly parts" if he has to do the same with it all hanging down between a rack of some sort...it would only be fair!  (sorry, I know it's crass but weird things come to your mind at times like these.  Okay, I am lying...my mind is always like that!)

Now for the FEELING ALIVE thing.  I have such a strong desire to get out and "feel alive" right now.  Let's face it, once all this treatment/surgery stuff starts that is going to get more and more challenging.  Right now I actually feel fine.  I have some fatigue from the stress but my body itself feels just like it always has.  Like they say, "cancer doesn't hurt".  It just grows quietly inside you until it either rears it's ugly head in a visual way or from a test.  

So I had this burning desire as I was inside working Saturday that I needed to get outside, breathe and spend some valuable time with Joe.  He came up with the idea of taking me to the fair so that is what we did.  We did the exhibit halls, gardens, chalk art, photography, watched a video on Balboa Park, and even bought a little vacuum cleaner for the salon/house.  I mean you can't get through those exhibit halls without buying something, right?  We were very good and only ate "corn in a cup" (which I highly recommend but be sure to put the lime, tapatio, and seasoning on it), shared a falafel burger and then Joe had his cinnamon roll, icing and all.  I even got to run into my sweet friend Wendy Morris in the photography hall!  What a great night of feeling alive and normal.  I cherish each day I have while waiting on "the plan" since my body is whole and feeling "normal".

Blessings

Okay, I got what I think is the most thoughtful gift I have ever received in my whole life and it was so unexpected.  I popped into work on Friday (for my aforementioned nail appointment) and there was a little brown bag in my suite.  On that bag was a little stamped birdie with this written under it, "A bird sitting on a tree is never afraid of the branch breaking because her trust is not on the branch but on her own wings."  Wow!  Needless to say, I was already crying at this point.  I then reached in the bag and pulled out the card which had the sweetest words of love and support and when I saw it was signed by Sally King (the youngest daughter of my dear friend Betty) it took my breath away.  Not because I don't see her as someone that would do something like this because let me tell you, she is an angel with her grandmother.  I just never expected that a young person, busy with their own lives would stop to even think about their mother's friend.  Well the kindness does not stop there.  Inside the bag was a small mason jar (very cutely decorated) filled with folded hand written thoughts and messages each on different adorable paper.  Now I have this little jar so I can pull out a note when I am feeling blue or just need a virtual hug.  Thoughtful just doesn't begin to describe this gift and thank you just doesn't begin to describe my gratitude!