My Body Responds

I'm going to admit it -- yesterday, I was a little disappointed in my body. I've given it sufficient rest, fed it with incredibly nutritious food, and have slept a lot. I'd started acupuncture, not pushed myself, and demonstrated more patience than I ever have with its getting back on track. But despite all my care and goodwill, I didn't feel like my body was being the beast it usually is. These four wounds along my incision line were painful, gaping, and not healing fast enough for my liking. Sure, I'd only started actually cleaning them YESTERDAY, but the truth of the matter is that I just was not impressed with this body of mine. 

Today, my body responded to my silent criticism. With vigor.

As I peeled off my gauze, soaking it in the shower and hoping it wouldn't hurt too badly, I felt no pain. As the gauze came off, I looked down, wondering what these four wounds would look like. I was astounded. They have healed at an insanely fast pace. The top hole is no longer a hole, simply waiting for one more layer of skin to render it healed completely. The hole below that, which used to be a bloody mess, is a pink, healing triumph. And the bottom two holes -- the behemoths -- look amazing and are filling in fast.

I can't tell you how wonderful it felt to know that, yes, after all this time, after everything it has had to endure, this body of mine is still miraculously strong and healthy. It's an odd thing to say you're proud of your body, but I am. So proud. And so inspired to keep on embarrassing cancer.