As I've been settling in to being at home, healing, for the next many weeks, I've compiled what's helping with my healing. It's a list (of course). I'm hoping it may help others who are on a healing journey. Enjoy!

1. Choose your attitude

While I'd love to be at work contributing as a productive member of my team and organization, I'm not going to lament being house-bound. Before heading into surgery, I got my head around being in a different mode when I came out the other side. I consciously chose a perspective in which to stand during the coming weeks, with a focus on listening to my body, taking things slowly, and doing what feels good in the moment, in honour of my body getting what it needs in the short-term so that I may return to my full life as quickly as possible.

I choose to see these weeks of healing as a gift. So many people around the world don't have the luxury of an employer that allows them time away without penalty. I'm grateful for mine, and for the flexibility of my coaching clients who enable me to work around my healing needs. I'm also grateful my husband is able to take compassionate care leave from his place of employment to cater to my every whim and demand. Oh, and to keep our house running, because all I can do is cook and take items out of the washing machine one at a time...I'm not allowed to vacuum, push a shopping cart, lift a basket of clothes, or reach the higher shelves...so, while I could feel pretty useless (and I do!), I choose to remember this is temporary.

I'm calling my stance, or attitude, "healing." It's something I can go back to when I'm feeling restless or frustrated at not being able to DO things or whatever. I follow it up with a question to help ground me and enable the best healing for me: "Is this a healing choice?"

2. Sleep

We all know we need sleep to heal at any old time, and this is especially true following trauma to the body. I took this opportunity to have our mattress flipped (thanks husband!), put on clean sheets (with help, of course) and switch out our duvet for lighter spring/summer blankets. This has resulted in better sleeping at night. I've also gone to be earlier than normal, and sleep in a bit later than normal. AND, I've taken an afternoon nap (so glorious!!), or at least some quiet time, every day after lunch.

I'm listening to what my body needs to have quality sleep in the quantity it needs for maximum healing. I'm a big fan (although sometimes not the best follower) of bedtime rituals. They work for kids AND adults! We made the conscious choice to exclude screens from our bedrooms. We read with cozy lighting before sleeping. Sometimes we run a scented diffuser. We have blackout blinds for total velvety darkness. We quickly remove the snoring and/or dreaming dog from our room if he impedes our peaceful sleep. We all do better with a good night's sleep.

3. Water

Water is life. Period. I've consumed more water in the past week than I have in the previous month, I'm sure. I'm drinking up to four litres a day. That's about 16 cups, if my math-y goodness skills are up to snuff. I'm taking it in the form of water from my tap (from my well, then cleaned and filtered through my $20k water treatment system), herbal teas (which I'm not usually into...so unsatisfying...), warm water with freshly-squeezed lemon with honey from my neighbour's farm, chilled and yummy coconut water, and a steaming mug of miso every day. The benefits are numerous: my digestion is improved; I feel more clear mentally; I've flushed out a nasty cold in record time; I feel less hungry during the day.

4. Fresh air and sunshine

It is finally spring on the Prairies. The temperatures are above zero most of the time and a couple days ago it was warm enough to sit on my screened deck in the sunshine while I drank my morning coffee. Yay! The birds are back! We have about a thousand square feet of deck wrapping our house in three directions, so I can follow the sun throughout the day. Fresh air equals better sleep. Sunshine equals Vitamin D and happiness. All equal healing.

5. Light and easy movement

My discharge papers direct me to walk as I am able, as it will help with healing. I've been going for two 30 to 60-minute walks every day. Our fields are dry enough that I can trudge through them and rediscover the rolling hills, sloughs and bluffs on our property. I can see the damage the pocket gophers have wreaked on our land, and witness the geese, ducks and red-winged black birds returning to our marsh. I've seen our resident fox sneaking through the taller grasses, and I'm on the lookout for the badgers that emerge slowly from the ground before the new hay starts to green. I recommend walking with a dog, if at all possible. They tend to set a good pace and help you pause from time to time to just take in your surroundings while they try to dig out a gopher, shoulder-deep in the moist dirt. I'm hoping to re-establish some gentle yoga asanas in the coming weeks as well.

6. Nutrient-rich foods

Growing up diabetic, I'm super knowledgeable about nutrition, and how food impacts my body. I don't buy in to fads or crazes, strict diets, magical supplements or other politicization of food. Better food choices means better blood sugar control which means better healing. It's pretty simple.

Food is fuel. Choose the best fuel for YOUR body. Pay attention to how what you eat makes you feel. The human body can turn almost anything you put in it into energy, so why not treat it with some respect and give it something good, at least most of the time, I figure. Especially when your body is repairing and rebuilding cells and tissues. Choose foods that are as close to whole and real as possible. You know, like fruits and vegetables, whole grains, eggs, fish. We all need fibre, protein and healthy fats to function, and eating whole, colourful foods -- a variety of them -- will speed healing.

Am I going for ice cream this weekend? Damn straight. Am I dreaming about that first post-surgery glass of wine on the deck on a warm evening? You bet. Am I eating whole, real food at most meals? Yes. Will I heal more quickly and thoroughly because of these choices? I believe so.

7. Tuning in

I mentioned before that I'm paying attention to my body and listening for what it needs to heal. To assist with the intentionality of this, I'm focusing my daily meditation practice on my healing. Sometimes I'll do a guided visualization, other times I'll be in silence, and other times I'll sit with a thought or question. This daily tuning in allows me the decadent stillness I need to feel grounded and whole. It calms my nervous system and clears away the chatter in my mind. It's helping me to hear my body's messages about what I need to heal.

8. Distraction

Let's be honest: sometimes you just don't want to think about your health or other life responsibilities. I totally get that. That's where distraction and escape come in as a healthy part of healing. I've been diving into a stack of books, articles, documentaries and films. My mind is being redirected to something other than myself and my current situation, and expanded at the same time. I'm trying to limit my screen time each day because I know my tendency to get sucked into binge-watching will throw all the other things on this list out the window. I'm leaning on my question, "Is this a healing choice?" a lot!

9. Connection

Though the magic of the interwebs, I'm able to feel connected...to you! Human connection is so important, especially in times of healing. I'm revelling in spending more time with my family at home this past week, and connecting with friends, clients and colleagues (virtually at the moment, but hopefully in real-life in the coming weeks!). I also recently joined Meetup. I'm looking forward to planning some fun and stress-free get-togethers for local folks in my Playful Joy meetup!

10. Comfort

Never underestimate the healing powers of:

a hot shower
clean sheets
fresh flowers
yoga pants
cozy blankets
snuggles from a pooch
cranking up your favourite music and dancing around the house (very carefully!)

Find what brings your comfort, and indulge.

BONUS:

11. Vision

Having a vision of the future -- for when you're all healed up good-like -- will pull you forward when things get tough or boring or whatevs. Create a list of the things you're looking forward to doing, people you're looking forward to hanging with, and places you're looking forward to visiting. Post it where you can see it. Add to it. Make it juicy!

Right now, mine includes things like:

planting our garden!
starting a big, exciting project at work!
wearing pants with non-stretchy waistbands!
going grocery shopping by myself!
enjoying some sexy times with my husband (I mean, have you seen him?!)

I'm hoping some of these tips will resonate with you. Take what you like, leave the rest. You do you.

In love and light,

Jilly

Souls who braved the un-spring-like weather on the first day of spring to splash in puddles

I've been absent from writing here for a few weeks. I apologize if you've missed me!

Here's the quick update: I had a second and final surgery to remove cancer from my body on March 30. Following the first surgery (February 21), I healed quickly and was back to work in two weeks. This time, I will need to heal for at least six. This will be different for me. I don't often do "nothing." I will get to play with the "being" side of life for a change.

Here's the longer reflection: Leading up to this surgery, I didn't have the trepidation and anxiety I experienced with the first. I knew what to expect in terms of how the hospital process works. I had two opinions from two separate and confident doctors that this was the correct course of action. I had my advanced care plan, my will, my funeral arrangements all in place. I knew I would vomit all over myself from the anesthetic, and I accepted that a helpful recovery room nurse would assist me with that hot mess.

I reflect now that I was truly living in each moment leading up to the surgery. I mean, I still planned ahead and coordinated the logistics of child and dog care during my hospital time, weened myself off coffee in a methodically-planned way, and made all the appropriate arrangements for time off work, but my mind was at ease as I went about these tasks. I consciously stayed present, in the now.

And frankly, I was focused on other things.

I went to see Joey Tremblay's "BAD BLOOD" -- please, see it if you are able, when is near you.

Spring arrived on March 20. While this winter wasn't especially hard on the Canadian Prairies, the arrival of spring is always welcomed with relief and a sense of accomplishment. I decided spontaneously to hold a flash mob to celebrate by splashing in mud puddles and dancing in public (that's us in the picture above).

I spent a couple of hours one day writing down a story that has been in my brain for a few years, and then submitted it to a publisher, because WHY THE HELL NOT, right?! YOLO, as the young folks say.

The provincial budget fiasco happened, annual taxes needed to be filed, parent-teacher conferences needed to be conducted, a re-org went down at work. There was just a lot of life happening, all the time, so I did that, rather than be in my head about the future.

And then it was 4:50 a.m. on Thursday and it was time to get up and go to the hospital.

It wasn't until I was in the pre-op bed, draped in the hospital's most flattering (aka, revealing) gowns, that two grown humans could not get to tie up appropriately, having the tiny veins in my hands skewered by not one, but two nurses attempting to get an IV in, that I realized, "Oh shit, how tightly did I hug C last night? Should I have made better farewell videos? What haven't I said to M that I should have?" And of course, it was too late, and so I breathed and hoped I would wake up again. And that the damn IV would be in already. Truthfully, of the entire surgical experience, having my hands stabbed repeatedly was the most painful thing. Either that or my MRI-booking process (more on that in a minute).

Surgery was textbook, no surprises, no complications. The waking up was long and slow and uncomfortable. I'm a slow metabolizer of everything, so after being unconscious for three hours, it took most of the next 24 hours following to regain full consciousness. I dozed off and on in the short stay ward, as much as I was able, because NOISE and VITALS and HAVING TO PEE ALL THE TIME AND FOREVEEEEERRRRR due to so much fluid and so many drugs in my system.

When the doctor visited mid-afternoon and said I could go home, if I wanted, we hopped to it, as much as someone with incisions in their abdomen can. I carried on my dozing at home that evening, and waited for my saliva production to return so I could eat something. I took my pain meds like clockwork, as I had been advised to stay ahead of the pain. After two days, I was off everything. Well, back on coffee! Huzzah!

Overall, the care I received between the first inklings of something being amiss (January 19) to being out of surgery on March 30 was fantastic. The only real bit of so-ridiculous-it's-funny-but-not-ha-ha-funny-more-like-sad-funny was the process to get an MRI scheduled. Here is a run-down of how that went:

On March 1, I saw my doctor and she indicated she would book me for an MRI the following week, ahead of the second surgery, just to be sure there wasn't anything else going on in my insides that she needed to be concerned with.

Phone call 1. March 9: A message was left on my phone to call the MRI department to get my appointment information.

Phone call 2. I called the number they had left and was told by the person who answered that I needed to call a different number.

Phone call 3. I called the second number and left a message.

Phone call 4. March 10: The next morning, having heard nothing back, I called the first number again. The person who answered JUST NEEDED TO VERIFY WHICH PHONE NUMBER THEY COULD REACH ME AT TO SCHEDULE THE APPOINTMENT. I politely verified the number THEY HAD ORIGINALLY CALLED ME ON. (Please note that this took four separate phone calls so far...)

Phone call 5. March 10: I got a call back from the second number I had called (see #3 above) asking what I wanted. I indicated I wanted an MRI appointment, as my doctor had requested several weeks ago. The person said someone would call me to get all my information. I shared that mere weeks ago, I had been across the hall from the MRI department, in the CT department and that in fact I had provided all my information THREE WEEKS EARLIER for a similar procedure. Could they not access this information to expedite the process? No, I was informed.

Phone call 6. March 17 (A WEEK LATER): I was called by someone who asked me a series of questions (all of which were the same as the CT scan questions I had already answered) and told I would be contacted by a scheduler to finally book the appointment. Oh and that I would need to get blood work done before the MRI, so I should find time to do that.

Phone call 7. March 20: I was called and told I would be going in for an MRI THE NEXT MORNING.

I'm pretty sure there could be a few process efficiencies made to improve both the patient experience and the healthcare system workers' lives. For example, how about a single phone call to collect client history AND book the appointment? No? Is that just my half-German-ancestral-efficiency talking? I'm sure there is some very meaningful and well-negotiated division of duties between various unionized employees that must be maintained to ensure my patient experience is of the utmost quality and safety, but jeez Louise...SEVEN phone calls for one appointment? Honestly, after going through this (which I realize in the grand scheme of what's happening in the world is NOT AT ALL a big deal)....my sense that the rest of my procedure would go as planned was slightly less optimistic. If it takes seven phone calls to get a diagnostic appointment, how likely is it that all the right people will be in the room when it's time to cut my guts open?

Anyway, it all worked out in the end. Rant over.

Bonus: I discovered the Bair Hugger. If you are someone who is often cold and have not had this experience, I highly recommend it. I'm looking for a home edition.

Thanks for your support and interest!