Hey! I missed this. I never posted it on December 1, for good things from November. I did have the list. Here it is now, one good thing for every day from November. I get to still say #blamethecancer because, well, I’ve still got it and still got foggy brain, too.
1 soup. hot soup from my dear friend. And an orange. I can’t talk to even say thank you. That’s why she brought soup. So, now, thank you.
2 sleeping with a big fluffy cat on top of my legs
3 resting with my mother-in-law while the men went hunting (I am so thankful for my in-laws, doubly so during cancer, they have been wonderful)
4 fresh venison on the grill
5 one, last long-ish run around the lake and feeling my heart race and my legs move and my breath, foggy in the cold, and feeling happy I’ve had this running joy for ten years and hopeful that I will have it again eventually
6 post-surgery nurses, especially the one with whom I had this conversation.
Nurse: “How is your pain? Honey? How is your pain?”
Me: (rolling from side to side and moaning and almost vomiting and mumbling) “Idontknow maybefour.”
Out of a ten-point scale.
Nurse: “Oh honey. Let’s say it’s a six.” And then she gave me more meds. That was awesome. And a good reminder that being tough isn’t always the right thing.
7 at least one morning post-surgery with my husband before he left for Djibouti. Not long enough and I miss him like crazy already, but it was better than no time and choosing gratitude doesn’t mean being nit-picky
8 emergency room doctors and parents who make healthcare decisions for me when I can barely finish a coherent sentence
9 something not-cancer related: going to my soon-to-be sister-in-law’s wedding dress fitting. She picked a gorgeous dress but she makes the dress move from gorgeous to stunning. So happy for my brother and for her.
10 old friend from far away, one of my first-ever friends drove through multiple states to visit me and sit with me and drive me around
11 walking in the snow on a silent Sunday morning
12 talking about Third Culture Kids with women who love them deeply
13 one week post-surgery, one week sans thyroid, feels like a milestone
14 being an extra at an extended friends Thanksgiving dinner party
15 hearing about a childhood friend’s dream for serving single mothers
16 meeting a writer friend at the Loft
17 high school friends (we haven’t changed at all)
18 Austin Channing Brown, preaching
19 Kenyan tea with an old friend who oozes gentle wisdom
20 one college student, home for the weekend
21 second college student, home for the weekend
22 American Thanksgiving
23 American Thanksgiving #2
24 young cousins attacking their oldest cousins with pillows
25 good conversations with my adult(!) children
26 post-op appointment: cancer didn’t spread
28 brunch with new friends who have big hearts
29 turning in the final draft of Welcome to Djibouti, a guidebook
30 the Nutcracker Ballet with my mom and pork chops with cherry glaze for dinner