I woke up at 3:40 this morning (not anything unusual for someone my age) and realized that I am desperately missing having someone to tell about my day. After thinking I ought to review some options and deciding that I really don’t have any, I thought I would try returning to this blog and see if that gave me the outlet I’m needing.
Just a quick overview since my last posting–I had surgery for colon cancer, which seemed to have been successful, but then a year later I accidentally discovered that the colon cancer had metastasized to the liver. I had 5 rounds of chemotherapy, then surgery. Before I could get back to the rest of the prescribed chemotherapy, Ricardo died. This was almost a year ago. Then I went through 7 more rounds of chemotherapy, The result of the last scan a couple of months ago showed no cancer at this point. So far, a good result. I will just mention that the surgeon had said statistics showed a probable 50% chance of the surgery being a success; my oncologist countered with 30%. We’ll see what has happened by August, which will be the time of the next scan.
So, here I am, a widow. At least, when Ricardo was in long-term care, I saw him nearly every day and could tell him how things were going for me. He was very alert and mentally sharp, and loved hearing any and all news. So communication between us stayed good, right to the end.
Right now, I’m really missing that. My kids check in to see how I’m doing, but they’re busy. I do have friends I could phone, but not every day! They too are busy, have activities, people who need to be taken care of.
So what I’m wanting to do is test out how it would go to just try jotting down a few things about how the days go. I’ll see what happens. I can imagine other widows and perhaps some single people have a similar problem. Connections?