Kind Hearts are More than Coronets

The Cancer Center seemed a little bleaker and colder during my last session.  My husband usually accompanies me to my sessions but I was alone for the first time.

I noticed the woman in the cubicle next to me, as we had both been there at the same time for the past 4 weeks.  She was also alone, getting her treatment, wearing a bonnet- the bonnet type hat many women wear who have lost their hair to chemotherapy.

Conversation isn’t the norm at the center and I settled in my chemo chair, while the staff prepared me.  They usually start me off with a drip of Benadryl - just to make me drowsy enough so  I won’t be fully aware of what’s going on.  The  infusion nurse, a nice young man, then says “ok, let’s filler up.”

I had my iPad and a book to distract me, and noticed the woman next to me was engaged with her cell phone.  The time passed and, as it happened, we both finished treatment at the same time.

I’m not an intrusive person and tend to be a little on the private side—but there was something about this little woman that was touching.  So  upon leaving I walked over to her cubicle, gave her my best smile and asked her how she was feeling.  We had a pleasant exchange and As I  turned around and started to walk away, I felt someone tugging on the bottom of my jacket. I turned around and it was my bonny bonnet lady who asked me sweetly “will you be here next week?”

It was just a chance human encounter, a sharing of compassion, a little touch of kindness and concern.  A reminder that even in our own distress, reaching out to others makes life more pleasant.

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