Woke up early this morning and watched on TV the ANZAC Day Dawn Service from Adelaide… Lest We Forget. Later, I watched the ANZAC Day March on TV as well. Then the Gallipoli Dawn Service.

This afternoon was another long time tradition of watching the Essendon VS Collingwood ANZAC Day footy. I never pick a side to go for because every time I pick a side, that team loses haha.

TMI alert… today I’m feeling backed up… need to clear out the back end, if you know what I mean? Mentioned it to the doctor doing rounds this morning and he ordered some Movicol. I hope that gets things moving and that the mass hasn’t grown even more to make things difficult. Passing wind helps but I need a good clear out. Okay, end of TMI alert.

I know my cancer is rapidly growing, especially in my liver and quickly going into other parts of my body. I know that I’m beyond having any operations with my other medical conditions, including chemo as Oncology don’t think I’m a good candidate for Chemo. So it’s the Palliative Team and pain relief management when I start feeling the pain.

I’m a private person and I don’t share everything with everyone but I’m thinking of doing a general post on Facebook regarding my big life changes and in that post, directing people to my blog posts if they want to read the updates.

Fun fact… Did you know that you can make a hair tie out of a rubber glove? One of the nurses made me a DIY hair tie with a rubber glove as I was having a shower this morning. She broke one of the fingers off the glove to try to make a hair tie but that didn’t hold all my hair, so she used the glove opening to make a hair tie. That did the job in holding a bun in place.

Another poem comes to my mind. I first saw this poem many years ago as a PowerPoint presentation sent to me by someone through an email and the poem stuck with me. Here it is:

“The Train of Life”

At birth, we board the train and meet our parents, and we believe they will always travel by our side.

As time goes by, other people will board the train; and they will be significant i.e. our siblings, friends, children, and even the love of your life.

However, at some station our parents will step down from the train, leaving us on this journey alone.

Others will step down over time and leave a permanent vacuum.

Some, however, will go so unnoticed that we don’t realize they vacated their seats.

This train ride will be full of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes, and farewells.

Success consists of having a good relationship with all passengers requiring that we give the best of ourselves.

The mystery to everyone is: We do not know at which station we ourselves will step down.

So, we must live in the best way, love, forgive, and offer the best of who we are.

It is important to do this because when the time comes for us to step down and leave our seat empty, we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who will continue to travel on the train of life.

I wish you all a joyful journey.

-Unknown

I want to thank you all reading this blog for being one of the passengers on my train!

Until next time

Kaye