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Idiot Strings – Blog Post 46 🌸

I’m on the bus on my way to the hospital. I had a wobbly day yesterday. It started off full of stress and trepidation. Worrying about feeling like a failure if the results aren’t what I hope for today.

After a minor breakdown on a group call to my mum, sister and neice, three of my biggest supporters, I went home and read a post from Chris Wark, who has a YouTube channel called Chris Beat Cancer. It was all about how he beat cancer naturally. But he had surgery . He just did natural treatments instead of chemo and radiation.

I read the comments from many people on his post, many of whom were also talking about how they healed their cancer naturally, who had surgery.

I’m very happy to say this put a different spin on things for me and changed my mindset completely.

If I have to have surgery, it doesn’t mean I’ve failed, it just means that I need to do things a little differently to how I’d planned. Plans change all the time. Being stubborn and rigid is not the way forward.

On a lighter note..

One thing I’ve become very skilled at over the years is losing things. A wide variation of things, from small indescriminate things that don’t cause too much of a ripple to your life, like earrings – or should I say earring, as it’s only ever one, to really important things like house keys and phones, that cause untold grief to my everyday life.

Gloves are somewhere in the first half of that spectrum. I have a plethora of odd gloves in my winter box, which have now been reclassified as dog-walking gloves 🧤

‘Idiot strings’ are what my mother calls the ribbons or strings that are sewn onto children’s gloves and fed through the arms of their coats, to avoid losing them.

A several years ago I bought winter gloves for my whole family and sewed ribbons on them all.

When I found these gloves a few years back I was determined not to lose them..

Favourite gloves

It gives me great joy watching peoples faces when they see my gloves hanging from my coat on my idiot strings. You can see the cogs turn in their heads as they reminisce about their childhood, and look at me wondering if I have special needs, which of course I do, as do we all in our own special ways 💕

Approaching the hospital now. Think positive thoughts ♥️

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