Sometimes….You Just Want To Lay On The Floor.

Sickness is going through my house this week, and today was our second trip to the walk-in clinic.  It’s no fun, and definitely pure torture for kids.  This is my middle daughter….and she was just done.  Didn’t feel good, bored, tired, hungry….just all around miserable.  She decided that laying on the floor was all she needed.  I wanted to speak up and tell her how dirty that floor was and it’s not a good idea…..but it made me remember something.

Years ago….15 years ago, I was going through chemo.  Every 3 weeks on Thursdays I’d get my full dose of it.  It would last until the early evening.  I would then come back on Saturday mornings to get my Neulasta shot.  By Saturday mornings I was done.  Miserable.  Not eating.  Not drinking.  It took everything for me to move, and getting in to a car and sitting at a doctor’s office was not high on my list of happy things to do.  But I went…every time.  My husband would drive me….and we would wait.  There were times I’d throw up there.  Times I’d have to get fluids.  And this one time….while the waiting area was full of people in similar situations….I just couldn’t take it anymore.  I got on the floor and just stayed there.  My husband tried to get me up….the floor is dirty, this is crazy….everything.  But I didn’t care.  It felt so good to just be there.  Not moving, not sitting, and not caring.

It seems so stupid, how something so simple can help, but it truly did.  And this morning, as my poor sick daughter was laying on the floor…I didn’t have the heart to tell her to get up.  She needed that moment…and I let her have it.  I’m sure I’ll be judged….but sometimes in life you just have to do what you need.  And this morning….she needed this and for me not to tell her it was wrong.

Katie 🙂

Author: rosylenslife

I was diagnosed with breast cancer at the age of 24. My life, job, relationships, everything was changed. I decided to face my battle with humor and keep myself positive. Life after cancer is still crazy, and I'm hoping that by sharing what I went through, and continue to go through, will help someone else feel a little less alone.

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