Friday, 25 May 2012

Stupid Chemo Fog.

For months, I have been salivating over this recipe, I love recipes.  It's a Kale, Wheat germ berry and Cranberry Salad.  Finally this week, I decided to go for it.

Now, most food tastes like metal, nothing really has flavour, so anticipating food is odd right now.

So, I go to the Lifestyle Market and I find the Wheat germ berries which is not easy then I decide to find the Kale, which proved easier.

I make the salad today, literally it has taken me all day, embarassing, but true.

When I start chopping the "Kale" it smells quite specifically like "Cilantro".

Grrr.

Not. Impressed.

I had a bite, spit it out.  Ate a tiny bit of lasagna, but not enough for a person to live off off.  I decided, I would eat a bit of orange but metallic orange, not so much fun, so over dinner, I kept passing my food to Kent.

Grrrr.

Not. Impressed.

I will be hungry before bed, which isn't a fun state.  Right now, I can't input enough fluid, I am super tired, I am in quite a state.

In a moment of weakness today, I texted my Sister Lanette, I was feeling really low.  I had lunch with Melissa on a little bit of whim, which turned out to be really lovely and super well worth the effort.  I also went by Kent's office--he encouraged me, prayed for me and let me go.

As I was driving home, I was encouraged by the words of Leeland:


  • At the stars in the night, I wonder
  • At Your lightning in the sky, I shudder
  • Your glory is a blanket that covers
  • Every living thing
  • I’m in awe at the majesty of who You are
  • Your love is a seal burnt inside my heart
  • All of the day I want to be where You are
  • Holy Father
  • And it feels like there’s not enough praise inside of me
  • With all these words, all my heart can sing is holy
  • You are holy
  • Jesus Christ
  • You bled Your love, laid down Yourself
  • And gave me life
  • In naked shame You hung and You were lifted high
  • Here I lay in awe and wonder
  • I am afraid
  • For no one’s ever sacrificed and loved me this way
  • So on my face I fall under Your heavy grace
  • Here I lay in awe and wonder
  • And I wonder
  • I’m in awe at the majesty of who You are
  • Your love is a seal burnt inside my heart
  • All of the day I want to be where You are
  • Holy Father
  • And it feels like there’s not enough praise inside of me
  • With all these words, all my heart can sing is holy
  • You are holy

  • I am learning so much in this process, I went home had a nap.  It's so hard to go from boundless energy to absolutely none.



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