Being late
I hate being late. I hate it when other people are late.
Maybe it is an obsession or maybe it is the 12 years of Catholic
education and great teachers like Joe Kroh who taught the value of honoring
commitments. Stephanie will tell you too many stories about how I obsess about
being on time to parties. "Gregory (the name she only uses when she
is upset with me) it is a party; why the do you want to be on time?" She
says with a deeply annoyed and aggravated tone. I am the guy who actually
shows up at 5:30 when the invite says the party starts at 5:30 but most people understand that everyone
will arrive around 7. Whatever – maybe I am crazy. I have learned that there is one exception
to my perpetual desire to never be tardy. Chemo days. I become the
pokiest person on Earth those days. I move around without a care in the
world. I drive in the slow lane. I let everyone in front of me in line.
I act as if I don't even understand concept of a schedule. I do this because chemotherapy, with all of its healing properties,
absolutely sucks. Stephanie’s IV/IP chemo absolutely wipes her out to the
point of barely being able to get out of bed for several days. She
describes it as a combination of these feelings: perpetual anxiety, un-addressable
exhaustion, a never-ending hangover, eating two thanksgiving dinners in a row
and feeling stuffed for days without relief. It is awful. Stephanie
fears these days so much that I will find her quietly crying two days
before. If you know Stephanie, you know
she is not a “crier” and she is definitely not scared of anything really. So it is unsettling to see her so upset. Timing doesn’t matter on chemo days.
I don't care about her appointments. We will get there when we get
there because it isn't easy delivering her to a place where she will ultimately
leave poisoned.
Before a chemo session, my mother and I would play where would I'd rather be? We would plan elaborate trips and for whatever reason it made going in easier....thinking of you and sending prayers. You're a bad ass and you will make this cancer your b*tch.
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