Morehousewas crowded the day after Christmas. So many people living with cancer, which is who the ten floors of the facility are dedicated to serving. My name is called and I settle into the registration seat. The clerk has photos of her two young grandsons displayed on the cubicle wall, along with a scrap of paper containing the Dr. Seuss quote above. Unexpectedly, while just going through the motions of my annual thyroid cancer check-up, I am delighted to find, in Dr. Seuss lingo, a breezy summary of the Alexander Technique.
I’m consideringadopting it as my response at the next dinner party when asked, ‘What is the Alexander Technique?’ As we begin 2020, I wish for you a year of living well with life’s many questions, and the happiness of occasionally discovering good answers—-
I stop for a mochawith vanilla scone on the way; my treat for having the courage to get my blood drawn. As I walk into the Plaza, the receptionist who greets me wears bright aqua eyeglasses and makes me smile. The intake staffer has photographs of her 4 sons (yes, FOUR) pinned to a wall of her cubicle. Three nursing staff, one of them very pregnant, laugh over a hot flash story as the blood pressure cuff tightens around my arm. Voices murmur in the patient room next door.
Some previously diagnosed thyroid cancersare being downgraded to chronic conditions, but not the kind I had. With cancer cells migrating to several lymph nodes, these were removed in 1991, along with the thyroid gland. Radiation treatments followed, and required long bouts with hypothyroidism (think fatigue multiplied by 10). The annual check-up brings this time to the forefront. Sobering? Yes. Bad memories revisited? Yes. Gratitude for all the years I’ve had since? Yes!
Waiting to be called for the blood work, I scan the room, wondering at what chapter each person is in their cancer story. I wish all of us well, take a deep breath, and offer one of my beautiful plump veins to the phlebotomist. The results, a few days later, are what I have come to expect. All clear. All good. Proceed with life.
And so I do. Hopefully, with wide-awake-ness at the glory of being here at all. And may you do the same, this perfect fall day of full sun and cool breezes, with people to love and life to savor.