Sleep in, hang out around the house. Sleep in, hang out around the house. Coronavirus has me cooped up in doors but I’m trying my best to get dressed and feel like a real human. There have been days when I putt around the house in my pajamas well until the evening, but I typically get dressed in “real clothes” every day. I just makes me feel better.
It’s hard to remain positive these days, to see the good in the world. I’m quarantined like everyone else, but I’m also in active cancer treatment. This means I go to the cancer center every other week for bloodwork and chemo. I’m avoiding grocery stores and other essentials but I do get take-out from my local restaurants two or three times a week. But going into the cancer center feels risky. I’m safe from the chaos of the emergency room but still, entering the center feels risky.
On my chemo off weeks I go for long walks and I’ve been getting back into running, which makes me feel good. Like I’m doing something. School is winding down; I defended my thesis (I even put on makeup for it!) and I have just three weeks until my class ends. Our commencement ceremony was cancelled, which was to be expected. I was looking forward to walking across that stage with my cap and gown and masters hood. Earning my MFA is an accomplishment in its own right, much less doing it will having cancer. Not having a ceremony feels anti-climatic but I know it’s for the best.