I had the tumour taken out of my foot, but once he was in, the surgeon found that some muscle and some of the joint had to go too, so now I am up to my knee in very heavy plaster and navigating the world using crutches and wheelchair and a few hops in between. I’ve been a bit depressed and sad on and off since I got home from hospital, hating the loss of my independence and woozy and muddled from the painkillers. But I think it will get a little bit easier every day.
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My favourite six letters in the whole of the english language are B-E-N-I-G…and N again :) !!! The lump on my foot is a benign tumour!! Because it’s quite big and getting bigger I’m having both it and the muscle it’s latched onto removed anyway, but they can take my whole leg for all I care. All I want is a few more years on this beautiful planet, and I have them!
This has been one of the most intense experiences of my life (which shows really what an incredibly blessed life I have had) and I am determined to learn from it every lesson it offers. There have been so many!
Apart from the two I mentioned in my last entry (a new capacity for empathy that I had previously BADLY lacked, and a new appreciation for people in my life I never knew cared so much) I have also had an opportunity to rapidly assess which of my goals and relationships are the really important ones in my life. I have also, without any effort to do so, found my criticisms of my body wholly replaced with an overwhelming gratitude for 31 years of such faithful service. I’m going to give it so much more love and care from now on.
Thank you a million times to those who have offered prayers and kind thoughts. They make all the difference in the world :)
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A tumour, but a benign tumour! I have never loved my feet more :)
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