drink plenty of fluids
December 9, 2006 § 4 Comments
I was driving through Coolidge Corner this afternoon when I started thinking about real life tragedies. Men and women stricken suddenly by illness. I thought about their lives and the lives of their families turned upside down.
I was heading down Harvard Street. The light was green in my favor. I was freezing, but other than that, my life was perfectly normal. My life was certainly not a tragedy. That was someone else’s sad shtick.
I assumed I would always be exempt. I was not exempt. Worse, I wondered if I was still young enough for my illness to be considered a tragedy, or is this what we are to expect as we push nearer to 50?
It has been a very long week for me.
On Wednesday I went to see my acupuncturist. Jim Guo. I had no idea how sore and tired I was until he touched my elbows and ankles and they ached. A million needles later, which I slept through, like I slept through a phone call the other day and every movie aired for me recently, and I was less achy by some degree.
I was grateful for Jim’s diet advice. He recommended a constant flush, cups and cups of warm water. Ginger tea, soup with ginger and garlic, more ginger, more garlic, warm water, and a warm bath. I had to flush the toxins. I had to free the cannonball that had lodged in my belly. I had to wash it away, with my own Katrina.
Jim’s credentials were reassuring. He had shepherded his father through chemotherapy and colon cancer.
Later that afternoon I received a call from my health insurance company. When BCBS came up on the caller ID I was moderately panic stricken. What if breast cancer was suddenly not covered by my medical plan? Happily there is a limit to the bad news you can get in a month and this call was nothing more than an introduction. They have assigned me a nurse caseworker. Her advice. Drink lots of fluids, and flush the toxins.
Tonight I made chicken soup with ginger and garlic and will bring a Thermos of mint tea to bed followed by a second. I will visualize cannonballs floating away on chemo rivers while the blood in my body is manufactured brand new.