Charity to the rescue!

Our friends Suzannah and Matt who came to stay for part of last weekend told Jezz and I in the summer about Penny Brohn UK, a wonderful place near Bristol where they had been for wrap around support while she was undergoing her breast cancer treatment last year.  They provide holistic support alongside your medical treatment, such as art therapy, yoga, meditation, relaxation and nutrition.  It sounded like my kind of place but back then I didn't have cancer, now though with cancer I am able to walk right in and benefit from their beautiful services!

I spent the day there on Tuesday, learning a bit more about what cancer is and about how we can support our immune systems through diet, relaxation, community etc.  It was good to spend time and eat a nourishing lunch with other people at different stages of the disease and to tangibly feel that I wasn't alone.  We all know lots of people who have cancer, have recovered from cancer and sadly those who didn't beat it but when you have it yourself it is comforting to be among those people.

On Wednesday I was supposed to go and support some handover stuff for work but nobody had arranged it so I went back to Penny Brohn (PB) for a Yogathrive session.  It was perfectly geared for our tired bodies and adapted for the different energy levels and physical states of those of us there.  It was wonderful both spiritually and physically and I let my emotion pour out somehow silently whilst taking part with this (photo) view right next to me.  I think I began to connect and not hide from Bewilderment and & Co but I know there is a big stoic blockage hiding inside me and I think that is manifesting as tiredness.

Today I have been totally wiped out, I managed a very short walk and luckily Hels, Pete and River came over.  They and their beautiful little snugglebum lifted my spirits. Steff came home which is always a lovely cosy chat time and chance to talk about the real world(!) and now Jezz is due back too so I am hanging in there but still a bundle of brokenness which I don't expect to go away before tomorrows results and hopefully inkling of what my cancer is and what my treatment plan will be.

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