Alive to tell the story

 

The lung operation was a success! The offspring of the unexpected guest was calm, at ease, but he was not alone. No, he had some friends around wanting to play, and play rough ... but we did not allow it. It was what the doctor called a "multifocal" metastasis, that is, in addition to being cancer, the c, * @ !! * was up to date, totally updated! Just imagine! In our world today people talk about "multitasking", "multimedia" "multi-everything" and I always bragged about myself being a multifaceted designer.

Well, cancer, "my cancer" turned out to be ambitious and to be "multifocal". It couldn't be less ... but no way, we didn't give it a chance ... Dr. Guido removed everything from the lung, Dr. Peraza removed everything from the rectum (with rectum and everything) that is, there is no cancer, neither the main one nor the children, they left and there is not even his absence (as the song says) and I do not dare to be happy at all, I walk a little scared a small scare, but scared. I do not want to claim victory yet but apparently and I have to say certainly the cancer is not there. Will it return? I hope, I pray and trust NOOOO, never again.

Am I okay now? Well, I continue with the first wound

that does not finish healing, the stoma that bleeds but as my doctor Peraza tells me: patience, Doña Gisela.

Patience? As if it was easy ... that word that has become so important and famous for everyone in this year of pandemic. Patience facing adversity, loneliness, losing jobs, and may be the worse, not being able to see our loved ones.

 PATIENCE; Before, one was patient with children, with sick mothers, with a disgruntled friend, with the waiter who was slow to bring food… today? Today we have to be patient with ourselves, with our inner being that asks you to take it outside for a walk, to visit. With our annoyance locked up when we see the days go by almost imperceptibly one day mixing with the other in a succession of sun and moon, sun and shadow, sun and rain ... for me it has been a difficult year but it has been difficult for all humanity … (It seems that finally something unites us and concerns us all. Will we be connected? Hummmm

I still have patience ... how not to have it? Little by little we have come this far, I think, to the    final stage of this journey with cancer? Is it true? 

It is gone. We took it out. Again, I must give thanks: To all. To Martin, who has been my unconditional support, to my children Megwyn and Colin for their love and their determination to find solutions, to all that army of wonderful friends who with their prayers, words and financial help contributed to making both operations possible ... I come out of this with more faith in the human being, in kindness and solidarity.

I have a lot to write. To express. If I am going to live to tell the tale, I would like to share it. I don't know what comes next. On the one hand, I calculate that there is still a lot of doctors to see, tests to be carried out, take care of the other little problems, make sure that the guest does not return .

On the other hand, I will enjoy my family, my friends, continue painting, continue designing ...

In short, live.