Last January I was at a very low point.
I was finishing up my chemo, which was great, but I’d lost my dear Gerry, and even though my treatments for Lymphoma were almost finished, I felt terrible. Walking to the door was a problem, and I was relegated to a wheelchair for most of my adventures out of the house.
A year later I’m walking better, I’m actually getting out and running errands, although when I need to do shopping I STILL rely on the wheelchair/carts at Cub and Costco to get me around. Standing, or walking, more than 10-15 minutes knocks me out and there are new pains in my back that I can’t quite reconcile.
I decided last January that I needed something to look forward to. A trip, but one to a place where I hadn’t been, and would be excellent for someone who might not be able to move as well as I’d like. I also wanted to take my business partner, Kathleen, because she has stepped up to the plate SO spectacularly that I felt she deserved an amazing trip, too.
A bit of searching and I found a relatively inexpensive trip to Kauai for the both of us, I booked, it, and have been paying it off for the last year. I also, wisely, got trip insurance in case something came up to prevent us from going.
Well, something has come up. But I’m not letting it stop me. I’ll talk in greater detail when I return, but suffice to say I may be revisiting my journey of 2018. With that in mind, I pondered long and hard about the wisdom of a trip right now. But my oncology nurse said, “Go. Have a wonderful time. It will all be waiting for you when you get back!”
And I’ve decided to use that as my mantra!
I’m packed, we leave at 6:30 tomorrow morning (at the airport at 5:15!) and I’m filled with butterflies! Crochet work is packed for the long flights, and I’m as prepared as I can be. I’ve also arranged for wheelchairs at the airport because — well — some things remain the same…
Hawaii, here we come!!