Hello everyone. I am one month away from the thirty year anniversary of my blood cancer diagnosis and as usual I am choosing to express some of my feelings in poetry form. I hope it encourages others …
THIRTY YEARS
Thirty years
Of living with cancer,
So many questions
Go unanswered.
Thirty years
Since the diagnosis,
Almost half my life
With myelofibrosis.
Thirty years
Of distant memories
Before disease and weakness
Stole my energy.
Thirty years
Of heartache and pain,
The constant weariness
Of having to explain.
Thirty years
Of testing my blood,
With those familiar words,
“Sharp scratch!”
Thirty years
Of nervously waiting
To hear what the doctor
Has to say to me.
Thirty years
Of infections,
Complications
And isolation.
Thirty years
Of medications,
Side-effects
And explanations.
Thirty years
Of fragility,
Fractured bones
And reduced mobility.
Thirty years
Of a hidden illness,
The distress compounded
By lack of awareness.
Thirty years
Of wrong assumptions,
Misunderstanding
And interruptions.
Thirty years
Of endless appointments
Learning to cope
With disappointment.
Thirty years
Of facing the unknown,
The fear that must
Be overcome.
Thirty years
Of uncertainty
Coming to terms
With my mortality.
Thirty years
Of declining health,
Finding the courage
To ask for help.
Thirty years
Of being guided
By special people
God has provided.
Thirty years
Of challenge and growth,
Determined never
To give up hope.
Warm wishes
Willow X