This is my way of apologizing for not writing lately. Life has been busy with non-melanoma related activities (also known as work and little else!) I don't know if it is the stress from work or maybe a side effect of the drug I am possibly receiving, but by the end of the day, I have no energy left. I have been completely worthless every evening. Poor Mr. Spots has been stuck cooking (normal) and cleaning (not normal) all by himself. He has yet to complain..I am thankful.
Yesterday I experienced something I wish I had not have had to cross of my non-existent bucket list. I had a gun flashed at me by an angry patient at work. Do you know what I did when he flashed the gun, while saying, "You don't argue with a man with a gun."? I laughed. Not a ha-ha-ha laugh, but a nervous chuckle, and replied, "Definitely not." I think he was simply trying to intimidate me, I don't think he was going to actually harm me, so I went about my job without causing a scene. All I could think was, "You have got to be kidding me."
And then I thought "Why do I always laugh when scary things happen?" As you may remember, I actually laughed a ha-ha-ha laugh when the dermatologist told me my mole was melanoma. It was a bit awkward when the nurse had to stop me from laughing and tell me that he was actually serious. Oops.
Is anyone else realizing that my life is really starting to resemble a soap opera?
Even with the crazy aspects, the no good days, the stress from work, I know that I am so lucky to be here living a normal life with normal every day problems. A day when I can complain about a rude patient or a sore throat is a good day for me.
Life certainly has changed.
*Oh, I received an email from a very sweet young lady who thought I would enjoy listening to this interview of a stage IV melanoma warrior and her experience with a clinical trial at Sloan Kettering. Thanks, Annika! I really did find it interesting!)