2 pm in the Chapel

I sat in the chapel, facing an unlit candle and an icon of Jesus.  The chapel was lovely and warm, much cosier than the library.  I closed my eyes and immediately felt something rushing through my system.  Chemo.  I breathed it in and round my body, i wanted to purge my system of it and the comic moment of David Tennant as Dr Who came to mind.  It's from Series 3 in 2007 and we are introduced to Martha Jones.  The episode is called "Smith and Jones".  At one point Martha and the Doctor have to quickly kill off a Judoon (i think) and they use the radiation available in the radiology department.  The Doctor absorbs all of the radiation left in the room and then has to focus hard to get all the radiation in his body into one place so that he can get rid of it.  He finally gets it down to his foot and throws his irradiated shoe into the bin.  So i imagined the chemo doing what it needs to do and then becoming a tarry pebble which could be spat out.

Having done that i turned my focus to A.  I placed my hands on her shoulders, visioning her sitting in front of me, much as we had rehearsed her first labour at a Birth Preparation Workshop over 10 years ago.  Then i placed one hand on her upper back, the other on her lower back.  From there i placed a hand on the back of her head, the other on her solar plexus.  Finally i placed my hands on her belly and rested my head on her right shoulder.  I held her, breathed with her, sent her love.  Then i drew my hands towards each other, visioning her held in the palm of one hand with the other protectively hovering over her.  I brought my hands up to my heart and gave thanks.