I proclaim today as the beginning of my summer holidays!
Back when I mentioned my need to take some Time Out there were still several matters to attend to and get organised before I felt I could really relax and focus on taking some quality healing time. So most of June was spent “taking care of business” and getting through some pretty rough chemo. To wit, I have also decided that I’m done with the infusions and won’t be taking the sixth one. If they let me I’ll still do the sixth round of chemo mid-July, but only taking the dreaded Xeloda, which has a slightly less toxic effect on me. After the last infusion I got a very clear message from my body that it was DONE with that shit and really couldn’t take any more. And since my last PET scan was clear, I think I can take my body’s advice on that.
So for the next two months it’s going to be all about healing, yoga, long walks, healthy diet, cats, friends and – most importantly – taking time to breathe. I also have a few projects to work on, but just poco á poco when I feel up to it. And Nog & I want to get casa az de-cluttered and set up so we can both work here in comfort come September.
What will you be doing this summer?
As usual I raced into yoga class yesterday just as it was starting, with everyone lying on their backs and doing a little deep breathing and relaxing. It wasn’t until I’d lain down and got comfortable that I noticed a rather drastic change in the usual music. I thought to myself … could this really be Unchained Melody being played on pan pipes? It was. And it got worse. Next up was Feelings and I almost sat up and asked our instructor Ana if this was some sort of joke or what. By the time the third song started we were well into the “sun greeting” and as a group we all groaned. I mean, it was ABBA fer crying out loud. On pan pipes! At which point Ana fessed up that she’d left her music at home and had borrowed a couple of “easy listening” CDs from the gym. And as the pan pipes crescendoed into the chorus of Chiquitita (aiiyayaiiyaiiii) we all burst out laughing and sniggered our way through the rest of the our first routine.
casa azahar 