However, I cannot let this knowledge control me, and neither do I allow myself to live in fear of it. Like LY said, the first diagnosis was the scariest, but after that with each relapse, one sought of 'get used' or 'immuned' to it. Life has to go on.
Keeping busy and getting myself involved in activities help me take my mind off cancer. Like the old adage: "what is life if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare." True, I also spent a lot of time sleeping, but I am trying to break out of that 'hibernating mode' as I don't have enough productive hours left and it's becoming more like a chronic fatigue syndrome.
She is shown here with her favourite toy and can even fall asleep with the toy still in her mouth.
Coincidentally, this orange and white one has also recently decided to become our unofficial 'watchcat'. And here, he/she (umm.. I don't know how to tell its gender) is sleeping 'on the job' outside my door.
With dogs, a quick peek is all one needs to tell its gender, but with
He/she likes to sleep with a paw over the eyes.
My son said, maybe we should adopt this, but this one likes its independence, and only appear at certain times of the day.
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Was this the one who wandered into your flat?
Yes, wandered in like it belonged here.
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