Power of positive thought?

Its been an ongoing debate between Roger and me...how powerful is positive thought?  Can't say that either of us has any conclusive thoughts or evidence supporting or refuting the power of positive thought but its been a continuing theme.  I'm a big believer in thinking positive, even through the thickest of times.  I will admit that the "level" of positive thinking may fade but it never goes out completely.  And when the level does fade, I find that sheer tenacity kicks in at that point. 

So this past Sunday we were watching CBS's Sunday Morning (aptly named for a TV program).  One of the articles they presented was about the power or perhaps lack thereof of positive thinking.  The story opened with three cancer patients/survivors who believed in positive thought:  Lance Armstrong (naturally, the poster child for cancer and positive thinking, not to mention modern medicine), some pro-football player (who's name escapes me), and an "ordinary" person who has had three bouts of cancer.  All said, with great conviction they believed a significant part of their beating cancer could be attributed to having a positive attitude.  Naturally, to be a good story, they also had three people including doctors who said their was no conclusive proof that positive thinking helps.  As the story played on and came to a conclusion - which was no conclusion - you have to decide if you think it makes a difference.  We sat there quiet in thought.  Roger finally said, "I think I've done a decent job thinking positively for the most part.  Sure there are down days, but for the most part I think I've been relatively positive".    The sheer fact he has stayed with the chemo throughout this long, painful period (which will amount to 7 almost 8 months) proves he has tenacity and yes, has had positive thinking.  Does optimism and positive thoughts ooze out his pores?  Um, no.  But he's not Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farms.  I tend to be the cheerleader: go team, we can do this, lets think positive happy thoughts...and all that stuff.  We're an odd couple, but it works for us.  Yin and Yang?  Two puzzle pieces that fit?  Something like that.

Chemo day tomorrow.  Treatment #9.  Three to go.   That's all I need to say about that.

Will find out the test results from last week's CT Scan. In theory, we should hear the cancer continues to shrink showing positive response to the chemo.  I'll post tomorrow once we know more.

Roger has been a wild man around the house.  Knocking out projects.  Working on his model....or what may become our newest money pit.  Roger revealed over the weekend when he was researching the build of the model and the motor, he found blogs about people (I'll be sexist here, men) who have invested nearly $20,000 in the build of their remote controlled airplane.  WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?    I immediately responded and asked if said blogger was blogging from inside a mental institution.  The only response back I received was...the look.    But really?  $20k for a MODEL plane?  A hobby?  Depending on your taste, that could be at least one new car.  I won't even do the math on the number of new shoes.  Anyway.  Lets just call it insanity and be done with it.

Tonight will be putting up Christmas decorations inside the house.  I may see if Roger wants to venture out to a tree lot to buy a tree.  Its only going to get colder so I don't see any point in waiting to go out and cut down a tree when Roger emerges from chemo hell a couple weeks from now with all the aftermath of chemo's side effects still coursing through his veins.   AND, the double bonus for ME...I'll have a sparkling Christmas tree to greet me every morning and every evening. 

hugs to all.  love, a