Sunday, December 14, 2008

Dec. 14

Dec. 14
Originally uploaded by Cancer Boy
What a dreary fucking day. I can't tell if I'm sleepy because of the weather, or the low red cell count.

Yesterday I decided to venture in the scary outdoors for the first time since Tuesday. SARS mask in tow, Melissa and I went to the Stitch N Kitsch show uptown. I stopped to chat with one of the vendors, who asked about my mask. She said that one of her children, I believe, had a depressed immune system, and was used to the hypervigilant lifestyle. I mentioned I was undergoing chemotherapy, and she pointed out that one of the adjacent sellers had just finished chemotherapy herself. We chatted for a while longer, and I moved on to the next table, and the next, etc.

A few minutes later, one of the sellers -- the one who had recently finished chemotherapy -- came up to me and gave me one of the hand-made pillows she was selling at the show as sort of a "healing aid". I don't know exactly what did it, something between my drug-addled brain and her absolutely surprising display of generosity rendered me rather... stupid... and I am kicking myself like all fire for not getting her contact information, so I could properly thank her. She told me she had just finished her second battle against breast cancer, this time having undergone chemotherapy and surgery. We talked a bit about drug-induced states and the such, and I can only hope I didn't come across as a total space cadet, etc.

All in all, I was very touched and surprised, and am extremely grateful. Also, this pillow, made with vintage Japanese printed cotton, is really awesome.


Tori said...

That story is really touching... and if you came across as a space cadet at all, I'm sure she attributed it to 'chemo brain', which she's probably quite familiar with.

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Anonymous said...

She must have seen something in you, kindness. Her kindness, your kindness.