I was showing Mom today how my range of motion has been affected by radiation. Lifted my left arm well over my head, stretched it to touch my right ear, all good. Lifted my crooked right arm and it barely went above my shoulder…
Mom: “You have to do something about that!”
Yes, thanks mom.
Some other recent Pat moments include:
“You look less, you know, cancery.” As my hair was growing in.
“Well it sounds like you have a ways to go”. When I was lamenting that I just wanted chemo to be over.
“I’m not saying I’m making it up, but in my head…” I laughed so hard I forgot what this was actually about.
“You look fine”. As I adjust to dressing flat, bought an entire new wardrobe and invested heavily in Sephora. Fine? Fine?
Oh Pat.