It’s too early for the plan post. That’ll show up Tuesday. Ish.
I’ve spent three nights in the hospital, mostly coming to terms with physical pain, and learning how to type with a blood oxygen monitor taped to my third finger. While I’ve been here,this silent group of ninjas have been working behind the scenes.
The first time around, I had no idea what to do, so being, me, I searched out my own support network. I had my treatment group on YSC, the Moxies, brave brave girls who all got cancer way too young and many of whom are gone too soon. I had my mothers with cancer, where losses have also been devastating. I had my knitting groups, wickedly smart women who to this day make me laugh on Facebook although I don’t make it to too many knit nights. My church. Family and friends who would just sit with me because I couldn’t do anything else. Moms and dads who would take my kids on a moments notice, family members who drove me to way too many doctors appointments. Planinas who gave me the gift of music when i thought the world was ending. And now all these people, and including, my Stott family, my Shelton Family, my Monterey Family, my neighborhood and I’m sure other families I’m forgetting have been stepping up, offering help while I’ve been in here as if no time has passed. As if I haven’t missed 1800 knit nights. Or it hasn’t been 20 years since high school. Or last week since rehearsal. 🙂
I am not ok. I have a ways to go. Still need the Plan.
But I am a Moxie.
And so are you. You are my Moxie Ninjas. (unless you are an original Moxie, in which case you can choose.)
You help me to know that no matter what the Plan ends up being, it’s going to be ok.
(Heartfeltblog post tip#2. Take the oxygen hose out of your nose if you’re going to cry. It’s drippy and messy.)
And yes. That’s the oxygen monitor that is going to go off now because I took off the hose. And the fact that it’s on my middle finger does not escape me. Take that bone mets.
I’m a Moxie.
8 responses to “I am Moxie.”
Marly Bird
August 18th, 2012 at 00:20
I love you Nic. Let men now what you need and I am here to help any way I can! You have my number. xoxo Marly Bird
kariberi
August 18th, 2012 at 00:50
You are always in my heart and prayers dear knitty friend. Rest up and speaking of ninjas. I’m almost done with a special ninja bunny that I’m making for you. He’s a protector of sorts but I hope it will bring you comfort. I will message you on fb on how to get it to you.
Mandy Yates
August 18th, 2012 at 05:58
I am here, I am listening,. I wish I was nearer to you to be able to help or to send you freshly baked biscuits. Think of bright beautiful sunshine and the wind in your face, the crackle and colours of autumn leaves and sharp spiky Jack Frost needles poking into your skin first thing on a very cold morning. Take yourself to wherever you want to be, you can do this. Love Mandy xx
Lauriel
August 18th, 2012 at 06:02
“Take that bone mets!” Yes! I have a shirt that says “Cancer can kiss my ass.” (in fact, I accidentally have 2. Want one? And remember too: there are many people (like me) living with mets – living well and pain free. The docs are learning more all the time about managing this illness. xo
throwslikeagirl74
August 18th, 2012 at 07:43
Laurie I draw strength from your friendship everyday. 🙂
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Judy
August 18th, 2012 at 06:27
I hope you are getting some much deserved rest. I am not far away if I can help.
pam
August 18th, 2012 at 09:03
Please accept Laurie’s gift of the shirt. Cancer can kiss your ass, all of our asses!!! With you every step. You sure as hell are a Moxie—I would know, but now everyone knows and hell, we will take all the Moxie Ninjas we can have. I love you dearly. Together we’ll work this all out. xoxoxo
StarSpry
August 18th, 2012 at 14:39
You are in my thoughts and prayers, Nicole! You are definitely a Moxie, and I’m very glad the Moxie Ninjas are are there to help you out 🙂