I started on this crazy adventure on November 12, 2012. Just about the time all our snowbird friends started arriving back in town. And now, here we are on April 23. All the snowbirds will be gone within the next couple of weeks. The streets are already strangely empty. Summer is on its way.
What a weird winter it’s been for Paul and me! I was in the hospital recovering from surgery on Thanksgiving, and also on our 15th wedding anniversary. In December I experienced my first chemo, and even so I was able to get together with both my knitting group and book group and attend the Kitchen Concert at El Recreo. Paul and I went out to the Water’s Edge for Christmas Eve dinner and spent Christmas day quietly at home. I was getting weekly lymph drainage massage and chemotherapy every three weeks.
We celebrated a quiet New Year’s together at home but then spent the 2nd in Culiacan having chemotherapy.
February brought the arrival of daughter Jess for a week. Paul was sick with bronchitis part of the time she was here but she and I did get out for one day of Carnaval festivities before she had to leave. That was it for Carnaval for me! No parades or fireworks, can you imagine? At the end of the month both of my sisters came for ten days, and I think it was the first of what I hope will be an annual 10 day get-together for us. We went to one playreading performance at El Recreo but pretty much hung around the house and the beach.
By March I was pretty much an old pro at tying my turbans and dealing with the side effects of chemo. I still stayed home a lot, shunning large groups for the most part. At the end of March during Semana Santa we had a wonderful visit from our son and his family from Mexico City and we celebrated Easter with them – hiding eggs in the back yard for our granddaughter Consuelo. After they left the city celebrated Moto Week but again we skipped the parade. What blasphemy!
My birthday in early April coincided with my last chemotherapy. In celebration we stayed at a bit fancier hotel and had a lovely meal after my last treatment. They even treated me to a cute little cake!
So I’m done with treatments now and am spending my time regaining my strength, exercising a bit, and slowly rejoining the world. I know some of you had wondered if I was ok (thank you for your kind inquiries) and I will tell you without reservation that yes, I am.
Last night we attended a birthday party and one of our friends said to me that I am really looking great, happy, and glowing. What a nice thing that was for her to say, but it really is true. I have learned so much about myself through all this… especially to enjoy every day and every moment. Life is precious, don’t waste a second on bitterness, grudges, or looking backwards.
There are so many people who have helped me get through this long winter, and I appreciate every one. But of course Paul has been so perfectly and exactly there at the right time, saying the right thing, being just right for me. We got through this together, every step of the way.
Hopefully I’ll start blogging more often as I start to get out more… but I am taking every day as the gift it is and when the mood strikes I might head to the beach or out for a bike ride instead. But there’s still a lot going on here in town even though the snowbirds are leaving and I think I’ll have a lot to write about this summer – so stay tuned!