Forget the real psycho-babble meaning of ghost in the machine. Duality. The soul. Allow me to personalize. To me this means that there is always going to be that nagging feeling that there is something terribly wrong with me and that cancer has come back and I will die in two days. Always. The ghost in my machine. But then, do I really believe in ghosts? Maybe, maybe not. It's always a possibility. But on the glass half full side...
Today is my five year cancerversary. I made it! I am now considered cured! And I am back to being me [aside from some physical differences]. Yay me! And I feel that I will never again publicly celebrate this - the end. Fin. I am moving on, officially, this time.
3 Whachoo Say?:
YAY! I've followed your blog through your journey and look forward to many more wonderful photographs and posts. Congratulations! or whatever it is you are supposed to say!
THANK YOU my anonymous friend!
congratulations gorgeous!
i haven't read your blog, truth be told i'e just come away from mine (adding, editing etc...) but one button showed me your survival from the beast it self. well done!!
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