When you offer, twice in one week, to drive your son back to school in the afternoon after he has left his English book in his locker ... (well, it did Look Like Rain; and he had already ridden his bike there and back)
When you offer to drive to the chemist on a rainy night when your partner's back goes out ...
And when you're really happy to do it because you're so glad to feel well and capable, and able to do something for someone else. And in any case, you get to go out for afternoon tea with the boy (Monday) and spend the second trip (Thursday) having a meta discussion about having a discussion about being more organised; and about whether the correct expression to describe having finished that discussion is "I've done now", or "I'm done now". This might be one for the Brontë sisters.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
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Congratulations on your emancipation, and because I do not say it often enough, thank you for this blog, the only one I have encountered so far that mixes the personal with the professional so seamlessly, it opens a hopeful window into new possibilities for scholarly/personal exchange and amity.
Oh thank you, Eileen; this is very kind. I'm very happy to be part of the conversation...
I was moved to begin blogging after reading your article in The Age today. It sounds like we had the same surgeon, and the same chemo nurse. It's been just over 5 years for me and I'm about to come off Tamoxifen at my next visit in a couple of weeks. I will have to spend some time in the archives to catch up on your story and I look forward to it. Life after cancer is a special bright place I find. Salutations!
Carolann, I couldn't link to your blog; but I'm pleased your five years are done. Congratulations and all the best for your health and happiness.
Stephanie
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