an apple a day....
I have developed an aversion to apples. Not eating them but seeing them.
I guess I should explain.
When mom’s doctor told me about the mass growing inside her she struggled to find something to compare it to. She said, “it’s the size of…… it’s like…. It’s like an apple!”
Apples are pretty. They’re sweet. My kitchen is even decorated with apples. I have apple plates, apple rugs, apple plaques…
But every time I see an apple now I think of that doctor, the comparison she made, and this awful thing that has changed our lives, and threatened to take my mother.
As I sat in the waiting room that day, sobbing, waiting for my family to arrive, I was in a chair next to a Christmas tree. The tree was covered with red, shiny, apple ornaments. I remember thinking then how ironic that was.
Now it seems that everywhere I go there is some reminder. Have you ever noticed how many places you see apples? Not just the produce section at the store. EVERYWHERE. They’re everywhere.
Maybe it’s all starting to get to me. How can feeling anger toward an apple be normal?
I’m definitely re-decorating my kitchen. It’s time…
I guess I should explain.
When mom’s doctor told me about the mass growing inside her she struggled to find something to compare it to. She said, “it’s the size of…… it’s like…. It’s like an apple!”
Apples are pretty. They’re sweet. My kitchen is even decorated with apples. I have apple plates, apple rugs, apple plaques…
But every time I see an apple now I think of that doctor, the comparison she made, and this awful thing that has changed our lives, and threatened to take my mother.
As I sat in the waiting room that day, sobbing, waiting for my family to arrive, I was in a chair next to a Christmas tree. The tree was covered with red, shiny, apple ornaments. I remember thinking then how ironic that was.
Now it seems that everywhere I go there is some reminder. Have you ever noticed how many places you see apples? Not just the produce section at the store. EVERYWHERE. They’re everywhere.
Maybe it’s all starting to get to me. How can feeling anger toward an apple be normal?
I’m definitely re-decorating my kitchen. It’s time…
posted by jsdaughter at 8:26 PM
1 Comments:
i don't know what to say, but my mum is also an ovarian cancer survivor. n to think that it was the final stage, it was 12 years ago, n it was also in Malaysia. n she's cancer-free today after all the chemo n 2 major surgeries to remove the tumour more than a decade ago. i was really young then n can't remember the size of it, but i definitely remember being told she may not survive. so definitely, after all these years, with techonology so advanced plus u all living in US, ur mum will get well. i'm sure. n she's lucky to have such a supportive daughter =)
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