I called the group leader of the cancer support group today, H., to see if she knew what the video tonight would be about. I just told her my concern that if it was an “End of Time” video, that I didn’t think I could take it right now.
I also told her that I’ve been excessively cranky/moody lately and I didn’t know if it was getting used to Tamoxifen or what. Her words:
It’s the chemo, Judy. It makes you mean as a snake. I don’t care if you haven’t had the full dose in months; it takes a long time for that stuff to get out of you. But it will. But I’ll tell you that the stress you’ve been under for nearly a year plus the chemo just makes you as mean as a snake.
I told H. that I had to stop, that I’ve been arguing with people like I don’t typically do, that I usually let things go at a certain point, but lately I’m just going ON and ON and ON about things and I won’t let go and that isn’t like me. I tell her I’m afraid I’m going to lose some friends over things.
You won’t, Judy. You won’t if they’re real friends. And you can tell them about the chemo. It’s real. You can have them call me; I’ll tell them!!
and she laughs.
I tell her how I’ve been to Absent Minded Professor but AMP doesn’t seem to mind or is just kind of oblivious to it. She just says, “That’s true love, huh?” We laugh about it, because what can you do, after all, but laugh. Well, I cry these days too, over the simplest things.
This damn disease. H. told me that it absolutely does change you forever. Oh, not that the meanness will stay forever; she did say that would eventually get better, thank the Good Lord. But that we’re changed in ways that will stay with us forever. That priorities change, that opinions change. She did say that she’s much more outspoken because ever since she was diagnosed she feels like she just doesn’t have the time that she used to; she has to get her words out now. Hmmmm . . . . yes, I do believe I’m getting even more outspoken than I was, and that’s a mixed blessing, I believe.
Have I ever mentioned that I hate cancer? OK, I know hate is a strong word, but I’ll use it in this case . . .
because I do.
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Cross-posted to Mothers With Cancer.
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I just want to give you a big hug.
I’ll be referring my boyfriend here when I get mean as a snake.
A few days ago I told him that I went from “too tired to be cranky”, to “just tired enough to be very cranky.”
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My measly opinion: hate is the right word here. Wholly appropriate and applicable.
But mean as a snake? Really? I’m not seeing it here on your blog, jude. What I am seeing is clarity though. Clarity on priorities. Clarity on who and what you need in your life right now. Clarity on the perspective you’re working on having about your life, your future, and your desire for hope over fear while living with this hateful disease. xoxo
I hate cancer too. I think it’s one of the few times I can use that word without regret. Hate cancer.
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Snakes aren’t mean, snakes are snakes.
You aren’t mean and you aren’t a snake.
Being able to tell the truth, and be responsible for and to what you believe in, is lovely actually.