{"id":53820,"date":"2019-06-22T21:06:21","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T01:06:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=53820"},"modified":"2021-06-23T09:09:48","modified_gmt":"2021-06-23T13:09:48","slug":"11-from-the-chemo-side-of-fifty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/11-from-the-chemo-side-of-fifty\/","title":{"rendered":"#11 From the Chemo Side of Fifty"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Twenty-Two,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m only going to shout this once;<\/p>\n<p>my mouth hurts,<\/p>\n<p>my throat,<\/p>\n<p>my teeth,<\/p>\n<p>my heart and soul.<\/p>\n<p>So, listen up!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I remember\u2014<\/p>\n<p>You are incredibly overwhelmed,<\/p>\n<p>changing the bedpan,<\/p>\n<p>keeping the sheets clean,<\/p>\n<p>muting your heartache.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Your emotions are jangled.<\/p>\n<p>You are a mess.<\/p>\n<p>Yet, you are holding it together. \u00a0 Really together.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Three things I would impart<\/p>\n<p>And pray they find your heart:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When she dies, she will be gone forever.<\/p>\n<p>No one ever understands that until it\u2019s done.<\/p>\n<p>You think you do; you don\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Take time to hold her hand,<\/p>\n<p>as well as change the bedpan.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Take time to smooth her sore shoulders,<\/p>\n<p>as well as the sheets.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Take a breath, a deep one,<\/p>\n<p>and let her scent linger,<\/p>\n<p>embedded in your memory.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Take time to let her frail arms hold you;<\/p>\n<p>You are going to need it later,<\/p>\n<p>when there are no long hugs<\/p>\n<p>to keep you from shaking,<\/p>\n<p>from shattering\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When I have none, but those remembered.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Cry. It\u2019s ok.<\/p>\n<p>I remember\u2014<\/p>\n<p>you think it will make her sad,<\/p>\n<p>cause her more pain,<\/p>\n<p>look like you can\u2019t handle the job.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It doesn\u2019t matter if you can handle it;<\/p>\n<p>It matters if she knows you feel the sorrow too.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>II<\/p>\n<p>You are going to need to recall these emotions\u2014<\/p>\n<p>How she handles it with grace,<\/p>\n<p>no matter how undignified<\/p>\n<p>the hair loss,<\/p>\n<p>the vomit,<\/p>\n<p>the over-medicated moments.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>How her abilities vanish,<\/p>\n<p>one by one,<\/p>\n<p>and she pretends\u2026<\/p>\n<p>she doesn\u2019t notice you noticing.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>How to walk tall\u2014<\/p>\n<p>even from a wheelchair,<\/p>\n<p>a scarf on your head,<\/p>\n<p>a bruised vein in your arm.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>You. Will. Need. To. Know. This. Later.<\/p>\n<p>There is a final exam.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>III Final Point<\/p>\n<p>Don\u2019t let the lessons slide:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Someday,<\/p>\n<p>you will have daughters<\/p>\n<p>who need to be told\u2014<\/p>\n<p>over and over again\u2014<\/p>\n<p>that your pain is\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Not. Their. Fault.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>That<\/p>\n<p>Every<\/p>\n<p>Little<\/p>\n<p>Thing<\/p>\n<p>they do for your comfort,<\/p>\n<p>is a gift<\/p>\n<p>you receive,<\/p>\n<p>welcome,<\/p>\n<p>and cherish.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>You will need<\/p>\n<p>to build moments,<\/p>\n<p>just like Mom does,<\/p>\n<p>that will be engraved<\/p>\n<p>on their hearts\u2014<\/p>\n<p>Moments<\/p>\n<p>of joy,<\/p>\n<p>of selflessness,<\/p>\n<p>of unbelievable strength through tears\u2014<\/p>\n<p>because that is what she taught you.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>That is your legacy,<\/p>\n<p>from her,<\/p>\n<p>to us,<\/p>\n<p>to the next generation<\/p>\n<p>of beautifully strong women.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Women of dignity.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Women of courage.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Whose glory is not their hair\u2026but their heart.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Dear Twenty-Three,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She is gone.<\/p>\n<p>You did your best. I remember\u2014<\/p>\n<p>Now, breathe.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Twenty-Two, &nbsp; I\u2019m only going to shout this once; my mouth hurts, my throat, my teeth, my heart and soul. So, listen up! &nbsp; I remember\u2014 You are incredibly overwhelmed, changing the bedpan, keeping the sheets clean, muting your heartache. &nbsp; Your emotions are&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":564,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-53820","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53820","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/564"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=53820"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53820\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":86785,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53820\/revisions\/86785"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=53820"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=53820"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=53820"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}