I’m feeling normal today…probably because I’ve stopped taking my chemotherapy drugs on Thursday, due to my redder than red feet.
Last night I went to Sheridan Nurseries with my older sister because they were having their “Ladies Night Out” event in support of the Children’s Wish Foundation. People set up little booths to sell things (ie: lotions, make-up, reiki, yoga centres, etc). I like to go see the Christmas decoration stuff, and you can win some door prizes too.
This year, there was a tarot card reader. “Hmmm…”, I thought. “This could be fun. I’ve never done this before. Wonder what she’ll say about me.” It’s kind of like when I was younger and got a kick out of winning prizes at the “Guess my Age” Booth at the Ex. They never figured me out…I was always a lot older than they thought. So I thought, what the heck, what have I got to loose besides pulling out the death card? Big deal. My training in University (paranormal psychology) taught me to be a skeptic, so I thought I’d have a bit of fun with this.
“So what do you want to know,” she asked. “I would like to know about my future”, I told her. “Can you be a little bit more specific”, she asked. “Sure, I would like to know my future in terms of work and health” I answered brightly. Picked out my 6 cards and voila, I’m apparently going to be prosperous in both areas and a lot of people love me. “That’s good, I could use some money” I smiled, “Are ya sure about my health? I’ve got cancer”. She told me I should have been more specific with my question when she first asked me. (I mean really…did I not ask her about my future in health?). Armed with this new piece of information, she asked me if she could redo my tarot card reading. “Sure”, I said, thinking now I have twice as many chances of picking the death card. Not so, though. She said everything was good with regards to the cards I picked. In other words, I AM GOING TO LIVE!
Just thought you’d like to know.
P.S. She also said I am suppose to adhere to boundaries in terms of food. That’s too bad I told her because for the last 4 years I’ve been eating organic foods, staying away from sugar, and most meat that isn’t grass fed and I’m sick of it. Over the last couples of days, I’ve said the hell with all that and started eating French Merlot cheese, which really is quite delicious, and smidgets of Halloween candy and truth be told… I LIKE IT…I like it a lot. She told me I needed to stick within the boundaries. Hmmm……