Today, I woke up.
With full consciousness, respiration, awareness of surroundings and everything. I even managed to fit in a Nando’s without my body rejecting it. I even felt ok for a bit.
For my next trick, I intend to wake up tomorrow too. Then the next day, and it will be next year. Before I know it, a reliable pattern may well emerge of waking up every single day, even if sometimes I’m not so excited at the prospect.
Sometimes, I might even wake up and be able to do something beyond seeing to basic needs. There might even be some energy. That might just be as soon as tomorrow, when I don’t have to take any more blasted chemo tablets for a whole week.
See – I can be positive when I want to, so there!