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The things one must do

It has occurred to me that very frequently life allows us to show our true selves and exactly what we are capable of, if we are sufficiently motivated. And what brought me to such profound thoughts?

Well, I was told by the nurse that I need to soak in an astringent solution and use a special cream 4 times/day to help my irradiated skin. If it gets too damaged, they will have to stop my treatments (No way in hell!!) This process takes about 45 mins each time. So last week I found myself sitting in the car between appointments applying this solution to my skin (very surreptitiously), and then trying to let it air-dry discreetly, all the while pretending to read a book so nobody would approach my window to ask what was wrong.  You can imagine the scene.

It reminded me of when my last child was a baby. I was so motivated to breast-feed even though I had gone back to work, I would pump in the car on the way to work. The drive time was just right and I would keep a shawl in the car around my shoulders to allow myself some degree of modesty. The lengths we go to.

I never would have thought I had it in me until I had to do it. I am sure there is a lesson in there somewhere.

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stressbug said…
Isn't it astounding at times when we discover what we are made of? What we are able to scrape out of the bottom of the jar?
10 January 2012 at 22:42
Austin Trini said…
That's exactly it! We are always so much stronger than we know- until we need to call upon that strength

See you soon!
12 January 2012 at 15:52
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