This past weekend was decent. I got out and took a whole mess of photos. Spent Saturday wandering to various places in the City and finished off with photographing the fireworks. This is the first time I have done so and I enjoyed it immensely. I will definitely do it again next year.
I shot the whole thing on manual so I really challenged myself. I need to continue to get out there and take a ton of pictures because that’s the only way I will learn about shutter speeds and aperture and all the other good stuff regarding the camera.
On Friday evening I was on a boat cruise. A friend of mine always hosts a Pride cruise. For the last four years I’ve been invited to assist taking in the tickets and hence, I get to see the beauty of Deep Cove as it transitions from day to night during the summer months here. This year I decided to take pictures and brought my camera along with the Asymmetrical lens that I came across. I have no idea what effect this lens is supposed to provide, but the fact that I didn’t know ended up costing me the majority of pictures I had taken that could have been great shots, to unusable and out of focus ones.
Lesson learned. I should have practiced on a walk in the park or something along those lines. Not an event that only occurs once a year.
Once I realized that the lens was not being very effective I changed back to my kit lens, but by that time it was getting dark and I didn’t have my tripod with me. (Insert Sigh) Still I got a few that I will forward to my friend.
I attended the Chemo Training workshop yesterday. Most of what was discussed I already had an awareness of. This forum took things to a deeper and more informative level. Things I did not know is that grapefruit has an enzyme in it that can affect the medications. So no grapefruit. I also learned that I can be a little toxic to those around me a few days after a chemo session.
Those assisting should where rubber gloves if they are cleaning up any bodily fluids that may be ejected from a cancer patient. Even if I were perspiring heavily this could create an irritation to the skin if, for example, my daughter got some on her and didn’t wash it off. Though in this instance, it would be rare. Sexual intercourse should be carried out with a condom.
There were a few other things that were interesting as well, but at times it seemed like I was cramming for a test. Oddly enough I started to think of when I was in Sunday School. My Sunday School teacher, Mrs. Potter, was reading a passage from the bible.
“…so and so begat so and so….and so and so begat so and so…”
When I asked what ‘begetting’ was, I was advised to discuss this with my parentals. I went a little numb in the brain as I recall as I often did during my time in Sunday School. Much of what was being read made me feel somehow lacking. As of today I am not someone who practices a religion. I am simply a spiritual being.
As we all know now, begetting is basically procreation and babies. I suppose this record of begetting was an effort at recording lineage and a display of it’s importance as we still do to this today.
I have no idea why this entered into my train of thought yesterday. It got me thinking about the good book. It is the best seller of all time. In terms of a literary masterpiece, it is that. Beautifully written, parable after parable. It is abound with lessons and teachings. I think the beauty of the book is that ir can mean so very many different things as long as it is not taken in a literal sense.
Perhaps that’s where the whole thing defaulted.
As I thought of this…I pondered how genetic strengths and weakness are passed down. My family is not known for it longevity. My father was the oldest to date passing at 80 years of age. The last ten years of his life he suffered from Prostate cancer.
I wondered why some get cancer and others don’t. I wondered if cancers are on the increase or are we just becoming better at detecting and fighting them.
There were approximately twenty people in the room yesterday, half of which were likely already having or going to have chemotherapy. There were people younger than I am and older as well. One woman who was likely in her thirties was having chemo done by IVAD. This method requires a port to be established on either the right or left portion of the upper chest. A bottle of medication is attached. The patient then goes home as it takes 48 hours to enter the body. Once this is done, the patient returns to the Cancer Clinic and has the bottle removed. The port (i.e. IV feed) is left in until all the rounds of chemo have been carried through.
This woman had a six month old baby at home. I said a prayer for her that she beats her cancer and lives to watch her child grow and flourish.
There was fear in the room, there was expectation but the thing I was really grateful for and gravitated toward was the hope that was there. All of us dealing with that most feared of illnesses. So silent in its coming, so deadly in its intent.
The volunteer who greeting me was Gloria. She is a tiny little woman who is a five year lung cancer survivor. We chatted as she escorted me to the room where the presentation was being held. I mentioned that I had reconciled the need for the treatment recommended. It will be done. She smiled then and said, “Short term pain, long term gain.”
I smiled back and thanked her. While it may seem that my life has somehow been commandeered by this thing we call cancer, the payoff is life itself. And I will take full advantage.
Enjoy your day. Peace.