Three traumatic months of waiting and ruminating–seriously considering that they might be my last…
And as I ponder how I survived that ordeal over a decade ago, three particular coping behaviors stand out in my cancer brain memory.
First, walking briskly to the grocery store in the winter air made me feel healthy and alive, at least for a little while each day.
Second, playing music. The most enjoyable, engaging meditation I am capable of.
And third, falling asleep on the couch every night while binge watching “Law and Order” reruns (the Vincent D’Onofrio version).
I honestly cannot tell you how I got through the hours that remained. It’s all just blur now except that perhaps I kept busy enough doing all those things that humans need to do without losing hope or going insane.