31/10/2023
On what has become a daily routine of walking I have this wonderful place to visit. A place full of unrelenting energy, power and potential danger. It provoked thoughts about my life as a cancer patient and how out of control it can feel. How having this new identity, or rather label, can feel more powerful than who I feel I truly am whilst subjected to being thrown against the rocks and dragged back down the shore. It describes for me the cycle of appointments, surgery, recovery and waiting for results and next steps with any news to starve the feeling of disempowerment. It was there on those rocks, listening to the smashing and the dragging that I made a decision to use this energy and gently tease away from my medicated fatigue and get help and support to face the cancer diagnosis with all its push and pull on my emotions. Realising I am excellent at blocking thoughts, fears and discounting reality to protect me I called out for help and allowed my independent self to be at ease. My life seems so surreal that I can’t really connect to this being my story - a cancer story. But it is. Today I chose to take steps to embrace the fear of my diagnosis and start to speak empowerment back into my life. This looks like connecting with those in a similar place, changing the diet I have and the under clothes I wear - all underwired bras are gone! To begin to piece together a new normal seeing this as an opportunity to make things in life the way I’d like them to be. I quite like the idea from Sharon Blackie who describes going through this middle aged time of life as Hagitude - a hag with attitude, just this hag also has cancer - for now. The surgeon and oncology results team will be the next step in my journey but in the mean time I am enjoying rediscovering myself at a time of so many changes which I see reflected in the season we have just entered. My favourite one……though spring,
when she comes, will be very welcome.