I get knocked down, but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down
It was his mantra. The gift of life should have been his and not mine. I thought I had cone to terms with this survivors guilt, and yet it all seems to fit that I don't deserve this chance. And it all gets pretty raw. Rationally I know I do not need to feel this way. I also am not a totally rational being and it is amazing how deep the feelings and emotions can control behavior. Weight lose, appetite lose, insomnia, an infection, despondence ,severe headaches - it's time to get some emotional support. Isaac has been pushing for that for some time and Lynne agrees that I get some help in this area. If I were to look at myself as though it were a case study, it's a no-brainer. I tend to want to handle it myself. So Josh's mantra has a lot to commend itself to me, to get up, to keep going .
This blog has been several days in the making. I came into the hospital on Aug. 21st. Today is the 28th. Maybe today. Maybe tomorrow. It has been a long haul. "It's time to get up again". Lynne has spent her birthday here at MD Anderson the last 3 years, once with Josh and now 2 years with me. It's time to change this.
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