We

Another chemo down, 3 to go. The road is shorter, but steeper... but with so many holding me up, cheering me on, even pushing me on when I need it... well that makes all the difference in the world.


I posted that on my facebook wall tonight, and in response a friend of mine posted the following: "I think I can, I know you can.  I think I can. I know you can.  I think I can. I know you can.  I think I can. I know you can.  I think I can. I know you can."


We.


I find myself often writing in pronoun "plural" - like today's CaringBridge update: "I can't believe we are 13 chemo treatments in, with only 3 to go."   I wrote that, and posted it before I realized I had written in the plural again... and so I found the inspiration for today's blog:  We.


We are going through chemo. 


We: I, and my daughter - most definitely, my daughter
We: I, my dad and my extended family
We: I, and my amazing, wonderful guardian angels
We: I, and my friends
We: I, and my God - most definitely, God.


We are going through this cancer journey together.


No one takes a journey on their own, there are always those that are there, side by side, step by step; and those there in spirit, if not in body.


For many weeks there was someone with me for almost every day, all day; especially those after chemo.  Seeing that I took my meds, drank enough water, got sleep, taking me to the clinic for appointments and the hospital when things went bad.  And being there to support my daughter. 


Now, when I sit in my chemo chair, there is always someone with me, keeping me company, hanging out while I fall asleep from the drugs, seeing me home safe.  And the room is full, physically and spiritually.  There are nurses, volunteers, physicians assistants and doctors all whom I am getting to know more as the weeks go by.  There are the messages I get from people checking in and sending wishes for a good outcome; and the comfort I get knowing so many are there in thought and prayer. 


We are in chemo together.  I providing the body, you contributing to the spirit. 


The journey is long, but I am daily amazed at how tirelessly you stay with me: holding me up, cheering me on, pushing me when I need it... it makes all the difference in the world.


Thanks for being with me on this journey.