Thank God It's Friday!
So far, today has been pretty perfect. I'm feeling good, slept almost all night for the first time in over a month, was able to play with the kids this morning and then took a long nap. Fisher is out on a play date adventure and now Jenny-Jane is resting. I may even get out of my pjs, shower and drive to Walgreens to drop off some prescriptions- I'm such a dare devil!
Did you notice something new and fantastic about my blog site? Well, thanks to the never ending generosity of my North Central Parenting Group moms (that's a bunch of them above, are they gorgeous or what?) and one uber-talented husband, Neill Fox of Foxnoggin, I have a new "logo"! They delivered to me yesterday the above photo in a gorgeous silver frame along with my new logo upon my arrival back home. I know it took many minds and hands to organize this gift, thank you girls, thank you sooo very much. It's on my bedside table to see all day long. Jenny-Jane points to each gal in the photo and says "mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy". She has come to love so many of you through this. It certainly takes a village to get through surgery and chemotherapy, and I have quite an amazing village. Thank you for your "Big Love".
Speaking of mommies.... Guess What?? My Mom is coming!!!!! I know, I'm losing my mind I'm so excited. In case you did not know, my parents live in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, in the same home where my family was raised. They have been married for 55+ years, no sh**. Sadly, in February, my Dad was diagnosed with mesothelioma, a cancer from working with asbestos products his whole life, and is really sick. I know, it's crazy hard and my heart breaks because I love my Dad so very much and can't be there with him. My Mom has been desperate to come to my side, and thanks to my big brother Mike who will be able to keep my Dad company for a couple days, she will be with me for my third chemo session this Monday. In deciding when it would be best for her to come, I knew I wanted her here when I was the sickest. When I feel the worst, I just want my Mom to hold me and tell me everything is going to be ok. And now she can. I'm jumping out of my skin until she gets here Sunday.
Quick Health Update: When I left the hospital, my white blood cell count was 5200, yippee!, which is in the range of a normal person. I can eat fresh fruit and veggies all weekend (off my diet normally due to possible bacteria). My red blood cells have now taken a dip so I'm anemic, which keeps me a bit fatigued. I'll be eating steak and spinach to help get those back up. My surgery incisions are almost all healed and I should be able to do lifting, like Jenny-Jane, next week. Finally!!! The expanders in my chest are an uncomfortable constant nag, but I'm getting used to it. Still sleeping on my back due to them. I guess my biggest complaint is my hair or lack there of. I've been rubbing my head like a Buddha in the shower to get off the rest of the little dark spikes and I'm mostly left with short white hairs now, so much better than the dark. I still definitely scare myself every time I look in the mirror. I'll go more into that daunting subject at a later date. But for now, I'm feeling good, which is all I've wanted for weeks.
We are planning a quiet weekend at home, I'm sure with the kids in the pool nearly every minute. It's supposed to get to 110 degrees here in AZ over the next few days. I know, it's miserable. But I'm not. I'm home and feeling healthy and I'm with my family. I wish you the same simple pleasures and the ability to see the joy in everyday life.