Building, bridging, and welcoming
The new year
When midnight came on 31 December 2022 I was lying in the dark under the roof top window in a house in Cornwall listening to the waves, and fireworks being set off on the beach below. One of my brothers had rented a large, old house to celebrate the 80th birthday of our mother, (who painted the image, above) on New Year’s Eve.
Next day, after the satnav tried to send me down a hundred Cornish lanes back home to the south coast, via Bristol (look at paper maps before setting out from this county) we arrived home in the dark. I was tired, and very happy, and looking forwards to going back to work again.
New Years Day
After a very good night’s sleep I woke up exhausted. Not wanting to eat. What was happening? I reluctantly read my temperature - 39.3. It was a difficult new day, and I had to sleep all afternoon. And the next day; I was too weak to go to work. This was my liver, obviously shouting and making a fuss, as I again had to acknowledge that metastatic melanoma is still a part of my life in 2023.
Every day new hope
Next day, (or was it the one after?) I went to work. I was met by the warmth of the house team in The Sheiling, Ringwood . I committed to joining a community art project in the town where I live. I’m going to make a felt bird eating berries! I continued my training as a Weleda Wellbeing Advisor, joining a company who stand for people and planet before profit. We are all inherently healthy but sometimes need help to rebalance.
Fundraising
I still need medical help to bring my body into health. On 08/02/2023 I have another appointment at the clinic specialising in cellular therapy for cancer in Germany. The challenging high costs remain constant, and I need to ask for continued support.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Lisa X