Good morning sweet friends.
What a beautiful day it is ….and since I do the “chemo thing” on Wednesday,…. the preceding Monday and Tuesday are usually pretty good days as the chemo is “wearing down”….and then we start all over again.
I was sitting on my lanai this morning literally counting my blessings.
I have so much to be thankful for….so many friends who bring me chicken broth when my stomach is so queasy or one might text me with the title of a special hymn that is dear to my heart.
Yet another has offered to hold my head (or hand), as I cling to the white, porcelain bowl, with the dry heaves.
Yet another sends me greeting cards which might be two cartoonish older ladies, but they make me laugh.
Thank you my dear lovelies.
As for an update on my condition….the modified chemo is so much better…not great, but better then the full fledged, heavy duty stuff I endured for the first 3 treatments.
I pray that it continues to shrink the cancer.
Most days I move from bed to chair to lanai and back to bed again.
I venture into the kitchen thinking I could set up a tablescape or make a dessert to post, only to sit on a chair and smile at my foolishness.
I am truly trying to keep up my strength, knowing I will need every bit of that and more when it is time for the surgery at the first of the year.
The Captain drives us to church on the days I feel good….although my doctor does not encourage public encounters as my immune system is all haywire.
I do use a mask.
And fancy scarf with sequins to hide my bald head.
I’m always cold so I am usually wrapped in a black heavy shawl.
I’m thinking of getting operating scrubs so I will at least look like I am coming from surgery instead of looking like a terrorist. LOL
Most things I smell… have one smell…I call it chemo smell.
I use plastic lids and spoons as I have a metal taste in my mouth all the time.
It is the worst smell…and I rinse my mouth with salt water several times a day.
Folks, I am just keeping it real and letting you know what the day to day is like for someone on chemo.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
There is hope and my faith is well grounded in the Word of God which I study daily.
The Captain, in all his wisdom has decided I need a diversion such as a kitchen update.
No major demo or anything…just an update of a few things.
Yes!!!! I have to tell you I am excited about that.
He has me looking at hardwoods to replace our 18 inch tiles in the kitchen.
More to come on that.
There is a new nurse at the cancer center….and she is so pretty….and young!
When it came time to give me the nausea shot in my belly, with a needle the size one would use on a large bovine (YES, I used to use them when our cows needed shots, now I am getting repaid for all those poor cows’ sufferings)….:(….anyway, back to the young beauty.
As she is lifting my shirt, I warn her.
I said, as I touched her arm, ‘honey, you are not going to see one of those sexy thongs you young people wear…you are about to see something perhaps you have never seen before.”
“You are going to have to go through “them” if you get my drift.”
“I mean these dudes go clear up to my waist and then some.”
She started laughing…..
but later, as she walked away, I noted the tell-tale string in spite of her cute, little, white, tight uniform pants.
Have a Blessed Day my dear dear friends.