| Crooked Smiles 18 |
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| THIRTEEN MONTHS, TWENTY DAYS AND COUNTING
They say they don�t notice anything wrong They say I look good. They say it will get better. You know? I believe them. I�ve cried, I�ve talked, I�ve listened. I�ve been patient. I�ve put it out of my mind. Now I�m ready. Ready for my face to feel normal again. A year of cancer treatment, and still much more to come. I�m ready to put that away for a minute and get fixed. My hair is growing back. My eyebrows are showing signs of returning. They say it doesn�t look like anything is wrong. They say I look good. They say it will get better. I DO believe them, but are they living in my face? Can they feel how I feel? Can they feel how difficult it feels to speak each and every word? Can they feel my eye close when I chew or try to sing or suck on a straw? Can they feel it? So now I�m ready. Ready for botox. Ready for facial retraining. Ready to think about it again. Treatment has started. Thirteen months, twenty days and counting. Maybe soon I won�t have to count any more. Michele |
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| 'TEACH' She came to the conclusion That this was the end . There was nothing left to help her Nothing left to mend. No one could do anything To help her bear the pain. The residuals left on her Were driving her insane . When she looked upon a mirror Her reflection she did see, However just for once I wish she would use me. To look through my eyes At the woman I have seen , A woman full of love and grace And everything in between. One who holds a strength Like the mighty oak stands tall . As powerful as a lightning bolt One who will never fall. She may faulter now and then , She may stumble to the ground . But in the very end Her strength will be found. It will come from deep inside her Knowing she won't be beat. For RHS can never win Her strength will always defeat . Carrie |
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