if / when... they are in fact, administered under proper conditions and as a controlled substance.
I found myself chuckling today thinking ... “God does work in mysterious ways.” But before I get into that, I'll address the reason for my particular musing of the day.
Most of you know I generally come with a story to be told. Sometimes I get right to the point, more often I have sidelines that may or may not get tangled within. Some of this blog has been “cut & paste” from an email to a friend this morning, so... it is a little choppy, but I'm not gonna waste my steroids fixing it. You want the steroid story right off? I've made it simple.... Scroll through this prelude, jump right down to where it reads.... “And the point is....”
Otherwise.. for others reading this blog, who may not know why these steroids are such a big deal, or how they are part of my life today.... here is the lead-in.
Since a number of surgeries I went through a couple years ago, I have seemed to slow down. I ask myself, “Is it age??? Has it been the health issues that started to hit at 50 and keep on rolling around??? OR.. is it just plain laziness on my part???? This has been an ongoing concern of mine for quite some time. Perhaps I over analyze.. which I am prone to do.
My blogging in matchdoctor has been really good for me. It's been good for me to talk to others who haven't been through as many surgeries... or others that haven't had any surgeries maybe at all... and even better to talk to those 10 years younger or more than myself... saying... “yes... I just can't do what I used to do” It seems some hit this stage in life even as early as 40. (My ex husband tried it at 33 – note: he has been my ex for quite some time). By the same token, I am blessed (or cursed) with my very dear friend who works whirl-winds around everyone.... and he gets me analyzing myself again. (Not at his suggestion mind you... just of my own accord.) Is it age?? Health issues (?) ... or am I getting just plain lazy?? I DO NOT LIKE LAZINESS... drives me nuts... always has... so this REALLY has been a legitimate concern about myself.
I was really excited a few months ago when I was really beginning to feel more like “myself”, the energy level was up... I was getting ready to “rock & roll”. As a gal friend from work & I were just getting out the go-go boots to head on out to “Boomers,” where people our age kick up our heels... But before we ever got to “Boomers” the news came of this latest tumor. And now the self-analyzing comes again. Am I more run down just because I know it's there? Just plain laziness... or I just don't care? (None of which is true - I have tumor and an infection for lawd's sake!)
This gal friend from work and I still go out for our Friday night dinners. It's good for me to know that I'm not the only one who is ready for bed at 8:00 or 8:30. Or that going out to kick up my heals may sound like something fun to do... but when it comes right down to it.... my own little corner of the couch in pj's sounds soooo much more enticing!
I had a very young doctor try to help me see how this would work years ago... after the first surgery when I was asking about how long it would take before I started feeling like myself again.... like I said he was young.. very young... and his take on things was:
“Well of course, as you are getting over this.... you will also continue to age... so...... (In other words... what I heard was.... "you're heading over the hill lady... don't hold your breath expecting an uphill swing")
My reply to him was: "Well aren't you just a bundle of good news!" We were in a room with other doctors and nurses... I hope they all learned something. (About ME if nothing else!)
AND THE POINT IS....
I was chuckling this morning... I set up my chemo sessions for Fridays as that is the slowest day at work and... it gives me the weekend if I need it to recoup for Mondays. BTW....
Side-note: We're going to do smaller doses more often (every Friday rather than once every 3rd Friday) which will be easier on the system although more inconvenient time-wise... I will more likely than not... KEEP MY HAIR and be able to work through it all.... And to me... that's worth going in every Friday.
Anyway... the good news in this???? They give me steroids with the chemo... soooooo... on Fridays I'll get my steroid.. which will give me that little "boost" I need to get off my butt on Saturdays for the weekend chores with a happy face and "go get 'em, butt kickin' attitude"... Yep.. my friends...
God works in mysterious ways!!!
PS
Even my whirl-wind buddy poops out from time to time and totally crashes. And I've never know HIM to dance on table tops. (BTW... I do not, never did, and never will wear go-go boots. I DO however have my brown suede boots and just the other day kicked up my heels on a counter top putting up Halloween decorations at work. I did and still do occasionally wear my mini skirts... not on counter tops, however. I am above all modest or at least tasteful... yes... “tasteful” seems to fit me better.
Dang.... it just dawned on me... I don't think I'll get the steroids every week after all. Guess I'd better put this day and energy to good use.
Thanks for reading my blog.
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