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A song in my heart

My oncologist walked in for our Wednesday appointment and I broke out in song, "Doctor, doctor give me the news I got a bad case of loving you . . ."
She joined in for the subsequent verses! Got to love a doctor with a great sense of humor and a great singing voice.

 In all likelihood, there aren't many patients that greet their oncologist in song! That's me, sharing a little bit of sunshine wherever I go.

 It was a blustery day on Wednesday (I can hear Pooh saying Happy Winds-day!) and C-O-L-D after we had several warm and sunny days, the change did little to brighten anyone's mood. My headwrap nearly blew away when I got out of my car in the morning and that brief exposure for my nearly bald head chilled me for most of the rest of the morning. I have a greater appreciation for the warmth a full head of hair provides. One of my WW members changed my chilly disposition shortly after, however, when she gave me a hat she'd crocheted for me. It was the second gift I'd received (the first was a beautiful sketch of a robin) from a member at that Benton Harbor meeting and it warmed my heart.

 As a WW Coach, I lead weekly discussions about topics related to health, habits and activity. And some of these can be fairly emotional for the members and I carry their stories in my heart, each and every one of the members I have had the good fortune to meet is now a part of me. Being 'in front of the room', though, I often forget that part of me sometimes becomes a part of the members too. And as I've been going through chemo, many of these members have reached out, outside of the Workshop time to share, to hug, to lift me up. What's not to love about my job?

 So, no wonder on blustery Winds-day, when the weather was depressing most Michiganders, I came to my oncologist appointment after having led two WW Workshops with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. Life is good!
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