Then this is a good place to be. The iris began blooming this week. This particular iris bloomed three times last year, with the third time in December.
The rhythm of the bloom parallels my chemotherapy pattern. I feel relatively good before each treatment. And then I have ten days of fatigue, mouth sores, more hair loss, increased vulnerability to infection. It is challenging for me not to see these days as loss. And then I gain strength, preparing for the next round. Ready to bloom.
I still find it incredible that I have had two different forms of cancer within a year.
Each bloom signals there are possibilities and recoveries.