She's here!!!! Yes, my mom arrived safely around noon today and seeing her was just as emotional as I expected. She hugged me and hugged me and we cried tears of relief to finally be together and tears of heartbreak that her baby is bald and skinny and scared and sick. Of course the kids had to show off all their best tricks for Grandma Caroline who they had not seen since our trip home last summer. We had lunch and then moved into the position I've been waiting for. I laid in bed, my mom sat beside my bed and my sister Diane laid next to me in bed. We chatted and laughed until it was time for me to nap. Exactly what I imagined and hoped.
Tomorrow is chemo #3, the second to the last of the nasty medicine. I'm excited for my mom to meet Dr. Wendt my oncologist and nurse Lyndsay, but I'm honestly dreading it more than ever. I know the first day is the worst. I'd compare it to a migraine teamed with the worst hangover of your life, and boy, I've had many doosies in that category. The worst part is all I want to do is sleep to make it go away, but sleep is totally impossible. Cruel. Only one day, only one day. I can do it. I warned my mom that I'm not responsible for what comes out of my mouth when I'm in the thick of it, and she said "what else is new?". Ah, gotta adore that unconditional love.
I'm happy to report that I'm sleeping so much better the past couple nights (except for Nick's wild patio poker game Friday night where I had to kick those raucous boys out at 2am- really??) so I actually enjoy going to bed again. My nightly xanex doesnt hurt either. I'll have Nick or my mom write a post about how the day went since I'll be out of commission. Wish me luck and I hope to be back again on Tuesday.