Hello number 6
2016 brings me to 6 official years of battling Myeloma. 6 years.
6 + 6 = 12
Yep! 12 months of posts on the 6's coming. These number correlations in my life never cease to amuse and amaze me!! And how 'bout that 6 in my age too.
So at 1:30ish I had the procedure done. Yes my kind doctor numbed my lower hip area as much as she could, and continued to, as I felt incredible pain. She was swift and accurate and calmly talked me through her every move, which I greatly appreciated! My two nurses assisting her were wonderful and caring. The pain, the drilling feeling, the pounding feeling, the coring/cutting into the bone feeling,- it really hurts. I can't accurately describe it. Bone pain is different than any other pain. It's truly amazing what one can "get used to"...
BMB's are always just so dang symbolic for me. They remind me I really do have cancer. They remind me and confirm to me, that I am sick. They remind me how out of control I am of my body, my life, my situation, my body's bio-chemistry, and my options. I don't cry much over my diagnosis, or my life's circumstances, or my status. But I do cry during this procedure as it's just so dang symbolic! I cry at the pain. I cry at at the "why". I cry because I can't believe what my life has come to. Then I take deep breaths, breathe deeply, talk my self silently through it, bite my lip, brave up and it's over. I wipe my tears away, and move forward. I thank all of them for their professionalism, kindness an caring. And then I'm off to blood tests before my 2016 Kyprolis infusions. Boom. Bam. Boom. Bam. You're a cancer patient Julie. This Is Your Life.
Live happy, live well, and make a difference somewhere, somehow, with someone or something as often as you can!