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Fruitful Summer

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On My Way

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Home Free and Ready to Make Art

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Half Way There and Hanging In

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A Shocking Start

An unexpected occurrence has put me back a bit while undergoing chemotherapy. I have learned that there are many unexpected occurrences with chemo, but this particular one placed me in the hospital for 10 days of antibiotic IV injections. The whole experience was frighting and left me with apprehensions for the next chemotherapy sessions. However, an upcoming visit with my oncologist should provide information and reassurance.

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Knocked Back

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Planning a Comeback

As the directions given me, stated, at six weeks after surgery, I can begin some light strength exercises. At this time I feel I have turned a few corners and able to add some actions to my regime because I do feel more like myself and much stronger. I still need to be cautious of my arms and not overdo, but am feeling more comfortable and sleeping better because of that.

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The Way Back

With surgery for my cancer over and two weeks later, I am feeling more like myself and less than a patient. I am still healing and cannot push my energy or go far, but do feel like I can plan a little more. With 6 more weeks to fully heal, I have that time to pick up some light art work that does’t stretch my arm movements. Of course I can also do my computer art related work. I am doing very well and with support of my family, friends and the artistic community here, I did not feel alone facing this crisis. I am grateful to all.

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The Process of Waiting

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Red Light - Green Light

Remember that game where the “it” person would turn and call Green Light and we would make a dash forward only to have to freeze when “It” called Red Light? When one person reached the front first, then they were the winner. Life is sometimes like that game. Right now I’m freezing on red, after a good dash in the last year.

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