BACK IN SCHOOL

I'M HAPPY AND THANKFUL TO TELL YOU ALL THAT I'M OFFICIALLY BACK IN  RADIOGRAPHY SCHOOL.  Today was our first day of the second year of the program.  After a one year medical leave, I joined  in with the new class of seniors (who were juniors last year).  Everyone has been so welcoming and gracious and I'm sure I'll come to love them as much as the friends I had to leave behind.  The faculty of MCSRT has been super in helping me get back in the swing and I'm forever grateful.  Class today went well starting two classes:  Radiation Physics and Pathology.  Lord help me!  Tomorrow I start clinicals back up at Lake-Sumter Landing's branch of Lake Medical Imaging.  I've probably been the most nervous about this part, but feeling much more confident and have been studying like crazy.  There's just SO MUCH positioning-wise to remember - you can't imagine!  I'm hoping the chemo-fog won't hinder me, but I'm going for it nonetheless.  I also purchased two layers of Dr. Scholl's for my croqs, so I guess you could say I'm "double-gelling"!

ITS HARD TO BELIEVE, about six months ago, I sat on my futon crying my eyes out at how much I'd "lost".  I felt like I'd lost myself and who I was and what I'd been working for.  Kenny, my forever encourager, tried to tell me I would start again, but at that point I didn't even know if I wanted to...the thought scared me to death.  My confidence had gone down the toilet.  It felt like a million miles away and the furtherest thing from my mind.  Cancer can be all consuming and demands your full attention, courage, and emotions, if you let it.  Sometimes when you can't see things for yourself, you have to trust someone else who CAN see them.  By the way...love the cartoon above!  Sometimes we may even have to be dragged?...drug?  Both sound wrong.

I'M ALSO OFFICIALLY "SCARF-LESS" AS OF A COUPLE OF WEEKS NOW.  Going for the bootcamp basic training look at this point.  My friends and church family have been so gracious and sweet with the compliments which does make an awkward situation a lot easier and I'm grateful.  What doesn't kill you makes you stronger...and a lot less vain. LOL!  My dear brother in Christ, Jim, who prayed for me every day this year came up to me in church last Wednesday night with a precious little tiny girl by his side.  He said to me, "I wanted her to meet you."  There she stood in front of me with her little shaved head on what would be her first week of school.  She bravely said, they had to shave my hair 'causa lice.  I told her that she and I had the same hairdo, then I rubbed her little head and told her how beautiful she was and that it would grow back before she knew it.  She smiled and I smiled too.