Cancer Nurse

I’m happy to report, my surgery is done. I think it went exceptionally well.  I still on the pain meds so this might be affecting my judgement. I can feel where the tube was shoved down my throat and I’m told the pain will hit tomorrow. I just don’t think it will be that bad. I truly feel this I’ve hit a turning point, even though they told my husband I would probably need more surgery. This was not unexpected!

My main nurse has cancer. This was her first week back after six months off. You’d never know it. She’s a Virgo with Jupiter conjunct her Sun. She’s got a Sagittarius Moon and Mars in Pisces. Sounds a lot like the T-square we’re dealing with right now, huh? She was cracking jokes and calling her peers, “slackers”.  She was a great example of a positive way to use this energy.

Her fellow nurses kept coming in the room. “They’re checking on me,” she said.  “They want to make sure I’m okay.”

She was beyond, “okay”.  I would have never guessed in a million years, she’d been through chemo and in fact, was still taking it. She showed me the port in her chest. But her performance as a nurse was impeccable. Mercury in Libra, on top of her competence, she was nice.

“What kind of cancer did you have?” I asked. “Is it impolite to ask?”

“No, honey. You can ask…” Breast cancer that metastasized to to her bones.

She said she doesn’t worry about anything. I thought her hair was just cut short but it’s actually growing back from chemo. Her tag had a picture of her, with hair. It was just amazing to have this person buzzing around and I assimilated what she was telling me, the best I could having missed my morning coffee.

“They call you, Amazing Grace, don’t they?” I asked.  Her name was on her tag, Grace.

“Yes they do,” she said. “They do call me that.”She then told me about a patient she had, “She was a pistol. Told me she was glad I wasn’t going to be there when she woke up.  She didn’t weigh but eighty pounds.  She said that to me, so I had my picture printed up, big picture of my face, and I stuck on the wall in the recovering room so I would be there when she woke up,” she said, grinning. “She laughed and laughed. I said, I told you I was gonna get ya!” Grace is sixty years old.

I thought this was a great example of this t-square in action. The helper is back (Mercury rx). She’s sharp (Mars), smart (Virgo), funny (Sagittarius) and caring (Neptune).  She also put things in perspective. Missing your morning coffee is not bone cancer, is it?

How is your day going?