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Holy hell in a a Hand basket!!! Is there any way to make life stop for a tiny bit- just so I can catch my breath??
Chalk up another bad day in the Faery World. My brain was not right at all the last couple of days, and my fatigue is running way up there, plus tremors are coming back. I started to panic that I am relapsing off of IV abx. I made it through Shop Rite, feeling very foggy. Got home, and then really started to wonder what was up with my parents. We sat down with coffee and I could read it in their faces.
My dad was diagnosed with Prostate Cancer.
Ok, deep breaths, it is a "good" cancer. Radiation treatment is very successful, no surgery needed, blah blah blah. But in my head all I am hearing is that freaking C word! And yeah, it brought back a lot of emotions and memories of my Dx/Tx. Gary was amazing, he sat next to me holding my hand, just silently supporting me and my parents. Hugged me, told me I got this, it was going to be all right. In spite of all of the craziness he puts me though, he is my rock. *heart*
Then I pulled myself together again (shouldn't that count as exercise by now?????), and went into Helpful Practical Mode. My dad sees the Radiation Onc. next week and I gave him a couple of suggestions to ask him. gave him suggestions on how to manage Tx and side effects. That helped him, and it helped me. I can deal, if I have a plan, a goal, a purpose. (hmmmm, maybe I need to find that for what is going on in my own life ATM? Who needs therapy when I have you? ound: )
We go out to lunch, and talk some more, I come up with some other suggestions, and we joke around a bit, Talk about my adorable godson who will keep my dad laughing no matter what. But when I got home, I was beyond drained. I don't have a book to read, didn't want to take a nap. I worked on the tattoo design that Cait and I want to get for her 18th b-day.
She found a heart tattoo that was like watercolor flowers that made up the heart shape. Can't think of the best way to explain it. Anyway- we decided that we would take the same idea but make it mickey mouse era shape with some hidden Mickey's and paw prints in it. It is going to be a long work in progress, but she loves what i have done so far. When I get the rough design done, I want Gary to sketch it out nicely, then we can scan it, resize it and give it to the tattoo artist when we go.
And good news! Scott got a job at one of the local garden places. It sounds like it is going to be really good for him, the opposite of what he did last summer. "Late" days will be until 6pm. It's min wage but that is more than he made at the restaurant, no deliveries, and working a lot outside. I am happy for him. Somewhat bummed for Cait- she was going to apply there b/c one of her friends works there and loves it. But who knows, maybe it will all work out for her too.
Today- I have nothing planned. I do need to go to the library and find something to read. I should really try to relax a bit, it has been a rough couple of weeks.
i hope that all of you have a spectacular day!
Holy hell in a a Hand basket!!! Is there any way to make life stop for a tiny bit- just so I can catch my breath??
Chalk up another bad day in the Faery World. My brain was not right at all the last couple of days, and my fatigue is running way up there, plus tremors are coming back. I started to panic that I am relapsing off of IV abx. I made it through Shop Rite, feeling very foggy. Got home, and then really started to wonder what was up with my parents. We sat down with coffee and I could read it in their faces.
My dad was diagnosed with Prostate Cancer.
Ok, deep breaths, it is a "good" cancer. Radiation treatment is very successful, no surgery needed, blah blah blah. But in my head all I am hearing is that freaking C word! And yeah, it brought back a lot of emotions and memories of my Dx/Tx. Gary was amazing, he sat next to me holding my hand, just silently supporting me and my parents. Hugged me, told me I got this, it was going to be all right. In spite of all of the craziness he puts me though, he is my rock. *heart*
Then I pulled myself together again (shouldn't that count as exercise by now?????), and went into Helpful Practical Mode. My dad sees the Radiation Onc. next week and I gave him a couple of suggestions to ask him. gave him suggestions on how to manage Tx and side effects. That helped him, and it helped me. I can deal, if I have a plan, a goal, a purpose. (hmmmm, maybe I need to find that for what is going on in my own life ATM? Who needs therapy when I have you? ound: )
We go out to lunch, and talk some more, I come up with some other suggestions, and we joke around a bit, Talk about my adorable godson who will keep my dad laughing no matter what. But when I got home, I was beyond drained. I don't have a book to read, didn't want to take a nap. I worked on the tattoo design that Cait and I want to get for her 18th b-day.
She found a heart tattoo that was like watercolor flowers that made up the heart shape. Can't think of the best way to explain it. Anyway- we decided that we would take the same idea but make it mickey mouse era shape with some hidden Mickey's and paw prints in it. It is going to be a long work in progress, but she loves what i have done so far. When I get the rough design done, I want Gary to sketch it out nicely, then we can scan it, resize it and give it to the tattoo artist when we go.
And good news! Scott got a job at one of the local garden places. It sounds like it is going to be really good for him, the opposite of what he did last summer. "Late" days will be until 6pm. It's min wage but that is more than he made at the restaurant, no deliveries, and working a lot outside. I am happy for him. Somewhat bummed for Cait- she was going to apply there b/c one of her friends works there and loves it. But who knows, maybe it will all work out for her too.
Today- I have nothing planned. I do need to go to the library and find something to read. I should really try to relax a bit, it has been a rough couple of weeks.
i hope that all of you have a spectacular day!