While being at the hospital during the particular low days I remember trying to focus on the things I wanted to do, the things I missed most being there. Every summer we go and blueberry pick together, and all I could think of was how much I wanted to be home for Chris' birthday and go pick them together.
For us a normal summer was that - lazy days of exploring nature, enjoying the blueberry bonanza and our time with each other. So, with chemo looming next week we thought this weekend was the perfect chance! Its the first week of the blueberry season, so only a few were ripe; still enough for a couple of buckets though! I was pretty sore afterward, but loved being in the fresh air and the feeling of a little bit of normalcy.
Still can't eat the blueberries, but hey, I can at least pick them! :D