Sometimes, cancer is so obvious.
I’m reminded of it all the time. I see the giant scar on Holly’s stomach and I’m reminded. Cancer is in the media all the time, from Katie Couric to Tony Snow to Elizabeth Edwards to Crazy Sexy Cancer. It’s easy to be reminded.
Outlook comes up with various doctors appointments. Friends ping me on IM to ask about Holly. My heart skips a beat whenever I see ‘HOME’ on my cell and I’m forced to think of what might be wrong. It is easy to be reminded of cancer.
When I get home and Holly is completely exhausted. When I see Xeloda on the counter or Metamusil in the cabinets or prune juice in the fridge. When we get medical bills in the mail. When we have to leave the party early. It is easy to be reminded of cancer.
When she wears a low cut top and I see the incision where her port is. Next week, when she shaves her head, it will be more obvious. When I see the yellow ‘LIVE STRONG’ bracelet or the Chinese healing beads given to her by a friend. When I see books and magazines and pamphlets on ‘Your New Life With Cancer’. It is easy to be reminded of cancer.
But sometimes…
Last Sunday, we spent the morning at the beach. The kids played in the sand. The dog ran around with a million other dogs. Holly and I walked and held hands. We went to Kelly’s, our favorite place in Santa Cruz, for brunch. It was perfect. And I forgot about cancer.
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