Like a rebellious teenager my care team announced, “We will get in trouble…That’s okay with us…We are going to do what is best for you!”
The words came at me like cold glass of water tossed in my face.
Let me make sure I heard you correctly… I won’t get excused from the trial if I get a spot zapped…YOU will get into hot water and you are okay with that. I will still get my cancer controlling Alectinib pills.
The invisible shroud of sadness induced exhaustion I had been wearing for over a week vanished.
I am sure this is common practice, for a care center to take the heat with a patient’s best interest in mind. I want it to be if it is not.
Appropriately, later that day I found myself at the Oregon Coast. Feeling the warm gritty sand on my legs and feet. Watching kids and dogs play on the vast playground. Listening to the power of the ocean. I had no doubt that I was spending my day, my precious gift of a day, doing exactly the right thing.