Today was the one year anniversary of the Head & Neck Cancer Support Group I participate in every month. It’s strange how I respond to this group. They keep the insanity in my brain sane.
Most everyday I think about cancer. My cancer in particular. Almost two years post treatment, several all’s clear PET scan later and I still think about it.
I think about it when I’m massaging and stretching my scar that run along the right side of my neck or when I go to shave and realize there’s no facial hair along my right jawline for me to even shave.
I curse it when I wake in the middle of the night to search for a lozenge. My mouth sand paper dry due to underperforming salivary glands.
I am just tired of thinking about it. I am over cancer interrupting my thoughts and daily routine.
I’m so done with thinking about cancer that I haven’t written in this blog in months because the idea of writing about cancer just leaves me tired.
The monthly H&NC Support group is different. All we talk about is cancer. The long term side effects of our treatments. The trouble we have swallowing. We share tips on good dental hygiene to keep our teeth healthy after weeks of radiation treatment. Cancer. cancer. cancer and more cancer.
Oddly enough I don’t mind talking and thinking about cancer with this group. Misery loves company or maybe “a little perspective, like a little humor, goes a long way.”
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