Jour 9, 10, 11..

Coucou les amis…

I want to start by apologizing for nearly a week of absence on the blog front, I’ve been busy lately (not an excuse I know.) I think going forward it’s fair to say I’ll post two or three times a week– this is a realistic goal for me.

I’ve almost hit the one month mark… YAY this makes me super happy and proud.

If I do a little reflection on the last 24 days I think the results due to the change in lifestyle are promising: I feel better, I’ve lost all the extra weight (I gained from the steroids), I look better & I’ve began to sleep better.

I can honestly say I don’t crave any meat… I can smell it, watch others eat it & even cook it without having the desire to consume it. I have tried a variety of plant based recipes and the flavours are equal, if not better than the meat dishes.


Todays post is going to be a little different than the other ones due to the fact that it’s the blog’s one YEAR anniversary and I haven’t posted.

I’m headed south today and promise to keep you updated how being plant based is realistic even on vacation.

Stay tuned for more recipes, tips and yummy pics.

Xo

 

The warrior project

Talking about an illness that has impacted the person you are can be extremely difficult. It brings back memories that you may have spent a long time trying to forget. That being said, sharing your story can be beneficial for those around you as well as yourself.

“If you avoid your feelings, you also avoid understanding who you really are.”

This is why I believe it’s truly important to share your experiences and traumas with others to help yourself overcome them.

I understand that sharing experiences and traumas, that are associated to illnesses, can be difficult but, a new year means new goals am I right??


Are you or someone you know a CANCER warrior , CARDIOVASCULAR warrior, ANXIETY warrior, DOWN SYNDROME warrior, AUTISM warrior, DEPRESSION warrior, MULTIPLESCLEROSIS warrior, LUPUS warrior, BIPOLAR warrior??? Or a WARRIOR of any sort under the age of twenty five?

If so PLEASE message me (or email anyselebeau@yahoo.ca with the subject warrior project) & add yourself to the Facebook page https://m.facebook.com/AnysePermanentlyPink/

If you would like to participate but don’t want to share your name that is okay, you will remain anonymous.

Your participation requires a minimal amount of effort.

I’m looking forward to hearing from some of you.

Xox Anyse

The scary word that isn’t cancer

Cancer, cancer, cancer…. remission, remission, remission… RELAPSE.

The seven letter word that some would argue is worse than cancer. (I think I happen to be one of them.)

As I sit by the fire and drink my green tea those little thoughts sneak in unexpectedly without me noticing & I’m suddenly thinking about relapsing.

All these stories about people, especially children, that relapse shortly after they’re claimed “cancer free” seem to hit me most when I’m alone. Although I find comfort in reading stories about children relapsing multiple times and still having the same love for life.

They seem to be resilient to the mental stress adult oncology patients carry.

Life never seems to lose its sparkle.


I asked my best friend what we would do if I relapsed again and he simply replied: “We’ll fight it just like we did last time & just like we’ll do next time… no fight is too hard or too long if you’ll make it to the other side. ”

I couldn’t have said it better myself: “The strength of those with illness is measured by the support of those around them.”

Cancer, remission & relapsing is all part of the journey.

I guess you learn to love the good, the bad and the awful.

If I relapse and still have the people I love beside me perhaps life will continue to sparkle in my eyes.

Xo Anyse

Thankful

It’s 1:54 pm on a Tuesday afternoon and I don’t think I’ve ever loved being alive as much as I do in this moment. I’ve recently spent a lot of time thinking about everything I’ve gone through the last few months and suddenly all I feel is a weird mixture of sadness & relief all in one.

It all seems a little too good to be true- I made it out alive, in one piece; stronger & wiser than I could have ever imagined. My world was shattered when I found out I was sick again, but now that this chapter is coming to an end, it almost feels like I’m losing a part of me that I spent so long learning to love. I had never been so happy; everything & anything put a smile on my face. Now that the chapter is slowly ending I feel like I’m losing part of myself in the midst. It may be hard to understand from someone on the outside looking in nevertheless, cancer helped me find the person I wanted to become. Strong, understanding, loving and all around happy.

Cancer took a lot away- appearance, sensation & mobility but it also allowed me to gain so many wonderful qualities.

For that I am thankful.

Thankful to be alive & thankful to be me.

I hope each and everyone of you feels the same way.

Xo

 

6 letters- 6 months ago

June marks 6 months…

CANCER.

The inevitable 6 letter word that was like vomit from my oncologists mouth. The day the life I was currently living was no longer going to be anywhere close to ordinary.

Everything I knew as normal came to a halting STOP.

I’ve been riding this roller coaster for a few months now and if I’m being completely honest it was easier to fight than I thought it would be. I would be lying if I said there weren’t days where the world felt dark and awful but somehow through this midst of it all life seemed to shine through TWICE as bright as it did before.

Planning summer adventures & trips between chemo… cute coffee dates & weeks spent with old friends…

School will await me when I’m ready- LIFE will be there for me to take on when I am well & ready.

Here’s to another 6 months of ups and downs- here’s to accepting everything life throws my way.

Xo

 

Life isn’t fair

Life isn’t easy nor is it fair but my god is it worth fighting for. I wake up every morning thinking to myself is it ever nice to be alive. To smell the outdoors & to feel my feet touch the ground. My journey has yet to really begin as I embark into the next step towards a cancer free body, it’s inevitable I get a little emotional. (Let me remind you it’s okay to feel things- it’s okay to be sad, it’s okay to be nervous, it’s okay to be angry- EMOTIONS ARE MEANT TO BE FELT) People that tell you otherwise choose to neglect them.

I just want you to know that life sucks & rocks all at the same time,

I CAN’T STRESS IT ENOUGH; life is worth fighting for XO