I am still waiting to hear when my surgery will be. I can’t express enough how ready I am to get this stuff out of me, so waiting is difficult.
Isn’t it always?
It seems the more I wait, the more anxious I become about the process. I have a lot of confidence in the end result . . . but when I think about what I will have to endure to get to the end result, well, it can feel a bit debilitating.
Today I was reading a little more about the radioactive iodine that I will take several weeks after the surgery. This stuff is amazing, apparently. Even called the “magic bullet”. I don’t understand all the details, but if I’m understanding correctly, thyroid cells are the only ones that can absorb iodine. So, in essence, it will be a bit of a trojan horse scenario. I will take the iodine, the thyroid cells will absorb it and the radiation from the iodine will kill the remaining cells.
Gerron asked me if I would glow. He’s kind of hoping I will.
I have a mental picture of me turning into Homer Simpson. As if I wasn’t nervous enough already.
At any rate, as amazing as this treatment is, it is very dangerous to others. Especially small children. So . . . there is a chance I will be in isolation.
You do realize that I’m an extrovert.
My presence will be toxic to others – so I will be alone. This is difficult to fathom.
Toxic and in isolation.
Makes me think that there are many who are in isolation. Some prefer it, I guess. But as Christians we are called to community – to sharing life.
So, what do you do with those who have toxic lifestyles? Toxic attitudes? Toxic words?
We tend to isolate, right? And I just wonder if it would make a difference if we brought them into community.
I don’t have the answer. I just know that I don’t ever want to be in isolation. I guess, though, that in this instance, I will have to be.
It’s going to suck.