My monthly meeting is tomorrow, and I am trying to stay relaxed as I realize we will be discussing the status of this chemo regimen. Naturally, I am keeping my fingers crossed; I cannot seem to think much about anything else.
In the meantime, we are having a heat spell in California as, even here at the shore we hit the nineties the last few days. I have always liked the heat, though, so most of the time I am fine with it and avoid using the air conditioning during the day. Usually, the fan is good enough. I remember when I taught dance, I liked dancing in the hot months. It seemed to keep the muscles always limber and ready for splits and leaps. And, it was a great time to play tennis, again, with that heat keeping the muscles ready to pounce in any direction. All I needed was a bandana for my head, a sweatband for my wrist and my jug of cool water, leotards or tennis dress, I was always ready to go.
Now, I spend my time on the sofa or reading and surfing at the computer, so the heat is less a stimulant for action than a memory jogger. At least, it is a far better thought to remember past activities than to think (worry) about whatever we might discuss tomorrow.5 6 7 8 © 2004–2012 Donna Peach. All rights reserved.