#beinghuman by Rose Driscoll

Doing the dishes is something I hated doing, it made me feel like a non-stop washing machine I felt anything but human while doing this despised chore.  Oh, how I loathed a full sink no matter how many times I cleared it the sink would still be full by the end of each day.

Most days I did everything I could to avoid the mess, putting it off, I even thought of buying a dishwasher but even then I would still need to load them.

I thought doing the dishes was pulling me away from the things that really mattered like spending time with my boys it was also pulling me away from things I enjoyed like reading, watching tv, going out…all I could see was this never-ending full sink.

However, since Isaiah got sick my views have been changed as these few months I’ve felt like a robot going through the motions to help Isaiah survive. I’ve had to do a lot of things that I would happily rather do the dishes than doing them. Nowadays I feel the most human when I’m standing at my sink with a cloth in my hand and elbows deep in fairy liquid washing dishes beings me back a sense of normality in a very chaotic chapter of my life.
Being human is doing things you really don’t want to do even the dishes which I now embrace with welcoming arms.


washing up



2 thoughts on “#beinghuman by Rose Driscoll

  1. It really is amazing how you relish the smallest of ‘normal’ things. For me, doing the school run has become my little bit of normal for the day. Talking to other mums about inconsequential things is wonderful. People tell you that you need a break. Truth is you don’t need a break from your child, you need a break from cancer – It is all consuming. Our daughter is 10 months old and was diagnosed with liver cancer two months ago. Life has turned upside down but the days when we’re at home and I can actually do the school run, fill me with joy. Our son is only 4 and little does he know the comfort and strength that he gives to me. All of our children (cancer sufferers and their siblings) are little champions and it never ceases to amaze me how brave and resilient they truly are.


    1. Hi Gemma,

      I can remember feeling a huge sense of contentment the day I washed the school uniform of all my children. It had been such a long time coming. That feeling of joy is wonderful in the confusion and trauma of those early days. We are now 22 months into treatment – it’s flown by although when in the thick of it I felt as though the day wouldn’t end let alone the week! I hope you continue to enjoy those small things and that your daughter and the rest of your family have a lovely day xxx


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