2/26/09
I think I know why I'm happy right now. Funny that I've had this need to figure it out. I think I'm happy because I'm sick. First of all, being sick with a cold makes me feel so NORMAL. I simply have the same sickness that many people in Eugene have right now. And, when I started chemo, I was scared to death of getting sick. I thought that if I caught a cold while on chemo, it would end up turning into something awful and I'd end up in the hospital and the chemo would get delayed and this whole nightmare would go on forever. I'm HAPPY because I feel just like I always do when I'm sick- a little run down and tired. It has NOT turned in to a big hospital ordeal. Of course I'm taking extra efforts to take it easy so I'll get better. Overall, though, I'm starting to believe that I'm pretty healthy and strong. My finger tip pain is mostly gone, replaced by a weird rash on the back of my hands. Just a side effect I'm told. Not as bad as the poison oak I had a few years ago. So, even though this was supposed to be my good week and I ended up sick, I still FEEL GOOD!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
The 3 Hour Blood Draw
2/25/09
The good news is that I got my blood drawn today and my counts were fine. My blood is holding strong! The bad news is that Nurse Rugby took one look at me, heard my hoarse voice and my cough, and said I was probably dehydrated and needed fluids. Oh no, I thought, here we go again. I remembered what happened last time I needed fluids. He missed the port-a-cath the first time and the needle hurt really bad and I had that terrible nightmare that night and I was so depressed afterwards. I agreed to the IV, but asked to have it in my hand instead. Nurse Rugby looked at me like I was crazy, but agreed. He tried in my hand and it hurt SO MUCH and I remembered that IV's in the hand DO hurt and I remembered all the trouble I had in the hospital with them. Well, it didn't work in my hand, so I agreed to getting it in the port as long as I could ice it up first. I iced it for awhile, but it still hurt anyway. But, for some reason, my spirits were better today and I wasn't so freaked out. Nurse Rugby talked to me about the power of positive thinking, and he even sang to me while the needle went in, just like D did for me last time, so it was ok. But then, I looked at the bag of fluids and it was HUGE. I then thought to ask how long it would take and he said 2 HOURS!!! I guess I should have asked that first. He assured me that I would feel much better once I had fluids in me and that being dehydrated in the middle of chemo would cause big problems. I understood all that, but I had nothing with me to keep me occupied and I was surrounded by a bunch of chemo zombies and I wasn't getting any benadryl, so I couldn't be a zombie myself. Luckily they have a shelf full of books and I found one and read and had some gratitude for getting 2 free hours on a work day to read. The whole thing took a total of 3 hours. I treated myself to a nice lunch, some wheat grass, and a jamba juice afterwards. I don't think I'm going to have nightmares about it.
A few interesting things happened today. First, a beautiful woman walked into the treatment room. All the staff greeted her warmly and I tried to figure out what her relationship to the office was. She had long brown hair tied back in a pony tail, so I knew she wasn't a patient (you can't tie wig hair into a pony tail). She was dressed professionally and she had great perfume on, which I really appreciated because I was fighting down medical smell-induced nausea again. All the staff hugged her and even Dr. T came out and hugged her. They all talked about how long it had been since they'd seen her. I finally figured that she probably used to work there and was just in for a visit. Then, she sat down in the blood draw chair and had her blood drawn! Which must mean that she was a patient, long past her chemo, in for one of her yearly checks or something. It gave me so much hope to see someone on the other side of what I'm right in the middle of. I also read a small booklet written by one of Dr. T's former patients. It was on the bookshelf. It was about a woman who had breast cancer, a mastectomy, and chemo. 3 months after she was finished, there was cancer in her liver. She had more chemo and it made the liver tumor disappear. Then cancer was found in her brain. I this point I just knew she was going to die. But, this book was dated 2007 and she was writing about this happening in 1999. She went to OHSU and got some sort of laser treatment and the brain cancer was gone. She ends the book talking about how important it was that she got all her treatment and how she feels it's what's kept her alive. I can't imagine going through chemo twice. But, again, I got to see a glimpse of the other side. And, I spoke with a man today whose wife went through breast cancer last year. He told me how hard the chemo was, but how vibrant and alive and healthy she is now. So, many, many messages today about life on the other side. It doesn't seem terribly far off to me right now.
So, I am still sick. But oddly enough, my spirits are good and I feel happy. I can't stop coughing and my voice is hoarse. I've got an ok appetite and I've been drinking lots throughout the day. I had acupuncture yesterday and she did some points for the cough. She said it would get worse before it got better for the first day, so I guess today is my "worse" day.
I've been getting repeated messages from the universe about starting a meditation practice of my own. I've tried meditating in the past and it hasn't really worked for me. I now know many different breathing techniques and a bit about meditation. I've been thinking I'd like to set up a regular time each day. Early morning, before the kids get out of bed would be best. But, how am I going to drag myself out of bed? I'll have to think more on this.
The good news is that I got my blood drawn today and my counts were fine. My blood is holding strong! The bad news is that Nurse Rugby took one look at me, heard my hoarse voice and my cough, and said I was probably dehydrated and needed fluids. Oh no, I thought, here we go again. I remembered what happened last time I needed fluids. He missed the port-a-cath the first time and the needle hurt really bad and I had that terrible nightmare that night and I was so depressed afterwards. I agreed to the IV, but asked to have it in my hand instead. Nurse Rugby looked at me like I was crazy, but agreed. He tried in my hand and it hurt SO MUCH and I remembered that IV's in the hand DO hurt and I remembered all the trouble I had in the hospital with them. Well, it didn't work in my hand, so I agreed to getting it in the port as long as I could ice it up first. I iced it for awhile, but it still hurt anyway. But, for some reason, my spirits were better today and I wasn't so freaked out. Nurse Rugby talked to me about the power of positive thinking, and he even sang to me while the needle went in, just like D did for me last time, so it was ok. But then, I looked at the bag of fluids and it was HUGE. I then thought to ask how long it would take and he said 2 HOURS!!! I guess I should have asked that first. He assured me that I would feel much better once I had fluids in me and that being dehydrated in the middle of chemo would cause big problems. I understood all that, but I had nothing with me to keep me occupied and I was surrounded by a bunch of chemo zombies and I wasn't getting any benadryl, so I couldn't be a zombie myself. Luckily they have a shelf full of books and I found one and read and had some gratitude for getting 2 free hours on a work day to read. The whole thing took a total of 3 hours. I treated myself to a nice lunch, some wheat grass, and a jamba juice afterwards. I don't think I'm going to have nightmares about it.
A few interesting things happened today. First, a beautiful woman walked into the treatment room. All the staff greeted her warmly and I tried to figure out what her relationship to the office was. She had long brown hair tied back in a pony tail, so I knew she wasn't a patient (you can't tie wig hair into a pony tail). She was dressed professionally and she had great perfume on, which I really appreciated because I was fighting down medical smell-induced nausea again. All the staff hugged her and even Dr. T came out and hugged her. They all talked about how long it had been since they'd seen her. I finally figured that she probably used to work there and was just in for a visit. Then, she sat down in the blood draw chair and had her blood drawn! Which must mean that she was a patient, long past her chemo, in for one of her yearly checks or something. It gave me so much hope to see someone on the other side of what I'm right in the middle of. I also read a small booklet written by one of Dr. T's former patients. It was on the bookshelf. It was about a woman who had breast cancer, a mastectomy, and chemo. 3 months after she was finished, there was cancer in her liver. She had more chemo and it made the liver tumor disappear. Then cancer was found in her brain. I this point I just knew she was going to die. But, this book was dated 2007 and she was writing about this happening in 1999. She went to OHSU and got some sort of laser treatment and the brain cancer was gone. She ends the book talking about how important it was that she got all her treatment and how she feels it's what's kept her alive. I can't imagine going through chemo twice. But, again, I got to see a glimpse of the other side. And, I spoke with a man today whose wife went through breast cancer last year. He told me how hard the chemo was, but how vibrant and alive and healthy she is now. So, many, many messages today about life on the other side. It doesn't seem terribly far off to me right now.
So, I am still sick. But oddly enough, my spirits are good and I feel happy. I can't stop coughing and my voice is hoarse. I've got an ok appetite and I've been drinking lots throughout the day. I had acupuncture yesterday and she did some points for the cough. She said it would get worse before it got better for the first day, so I guess today is my "worse" day.
I've been getting repeated messages from the universe about starting a meditation practice of my own. I've tried meditating in the past and it hasn't really worked for me. I now know many different breathing techniques and a bit about meditation. I've been thinking I'd like to set up a regular time each day. Early morning, before the kids get out of bed would be best. But, how am I going to drag myself out of bed? I'll have to think more on this.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Down Time
2/24/09
It's been an interesting two days. Karina has been home sick, and I caught what she's got yesterday too. It's not as bad as some people have right now, but it's not fun either. It's a cold/cough/upset tummy thing. So she and I have been hanging out at home together, resting and watching movies. Part of it has been nice. It's fun to just hang out with her with nothing that we have to be doing. Part of it has been hard, though. This week was supposed to be my good week in between treatments. I have some fear around whether or not I'll be well enough to stay on schedule. It's so important to me that I stay on schedule because I want to finish sooner rather than later. I know full well that it is out of my hands, but I'm hoping to be ok anyway.
Karina has been working on some tough, long homework assignments and I've been helping her. It's SO NICE to have the time to help her. And, I've realized these past few days why I can't be super mom. It's impossible to work full time and still have the time that she needs for homework help when she gets these long assignments. I am envious right now of the parents that get to pick their kids up from school, have some free, fun, play time, then have the time to help them with their homework, all before dinner. One of my quality of life dreams is to be able to work less hours so I can do that for them for a few years. I need to put it up on my vision board.
I am missing my energy level right now. I am missing playing soccer right now. It's been FOUR MONTHS of taking it easy, and I'm so ready to be done! It's hard not to get frustrated at times. I am hanging on to my gratitude, though. I'm SO GLAD I went into this healthy and strong. Just like I've got a spare 20 pounds that I could lose, I also came into this with spare strength and wellness that I can lose and still be ok.
I have a blood draw tomorrow. I'm hoping on either high enough counts, or a super shot if I need it to beat this sickness!
It's been an interesting two days. Karina has been home sick, and I caught what she's got yesterday too. It's not as bad as some people have right now, but it's not fun either. It's a cold/cough/upset tummy thing. So she and I have been hanging out at home together, resting and watching movies. Part of it has been nice. It's fun to just hang out with her with nothing that we have to be doing. Part of it has been hard, though. This week was supposed to be my good week in between treatments. I have some fear around whether or not I'll be well enough to stay on schedule. It's so important to me that I stay on schedule because I want to finish sooner rather than later. I know full well that it is out of my hands, but I'm hoping to be ok anyway.
Karina has been working on some tough, long homework assignments and I've been helping her. It's SO NICE to have the time to help her. And, I've realized these past few days why I can't be super mom. It's impossible to work full time and still have the time that she needs for homework help when she gets these long assignments. I am envious right now of the parents that get to pick their kids up from school, have some free, fun, play time, then have the time to help them with their homework, all before dinner. One of my quality of life dreams is to be able to work less hours so I can do that for them for a few years. I need to put it up on my vision board.
I am missing my energy level right now. I am missing playing soccer right now. It's been FOUR MONTHS of taking it easy, and I'm so ready to be done! It's hard not to get frustrated at times. I am hanging on to my gratitude, though. I'm SO GLAD I went into this healthy and strong. Just like I've got a spare 20 pounds that I could lose, I also came into this with spare strength and wellness that I can lose and still be ok.
I have a blood draw tomorrow. I'm hoping on either high enough counts, or a super shot if I need it to beat this sickness!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Softer and Slower
2/22/09
I had a rough weekend in terms of learning more lessons from cancer. The girls were away last night, so it was just me in the house. It was very quiet and I had time to reflect and think, probably too much time. I had a hard time sleeping. What did I reflect on? Partly the book I'm reading right now- "Eat, Pray, Love" I'm on the part where the woman is in India developing a spiritual practice. I realized last night that when I'm not busy and distracted by life is the time when I find to talk to God. I had a nice long conversation last night about lots of stuff, especially the state of my finger tips. I was asked recently what I want out of life when this is all over with. The thought that popped into my head was, "close, loving relationships". When I'm well, I focus so much of my time on getting through the day- getting the house cleaned, getting the chores done, getting the girls to do their homework, all in the mad rush to get them to bed and get my hour of alone time before bed. Today I was feeling so run down and tired and I had been missing them, so I just decided to try an experiment and slow down. I talked to God about what it would take for me to have close, loving relationships, and I guess I'm going to start finding out with the girls. I am very close to them, but I want to enjoy our time together in a different way. Today I tried to follow their lead. We ended up buying some art and material supplies and both girls created some clothes for the cats. They are in bed now, and the house is not in order as it usually is before bed. Instead, we've left some things out for them to come back to. I was softer with them today, and more at their pace. I took my time with Kaycee tonight, reading to her and tucking her in. She seemed to appreciate not being hurried off to bed. I sat with Karina for almost an hour and helped her with her homework. Before all this, the thought of slugging through 5th grade homework for an hour was the last thing I wanted to do. But tonight I focused on how lucky I am to be feeling well enough to participate with her homework. She seemed to appreciate the company and the help and we didn't fight at all like we sometimes do when homework gets frustrating.
I had the chance to participate today in an amazing womans' circle. It gave me a glimpse of how important relationships are to my quality of life. Again, it was a chance to slow down and really look at what matters in life. Lots to think about today.
I had a rough weekend in terms of learning more lessons from cancer. The girls were away last night, so it was just me in the house. It was very quiet and I had time to reflect and think, probably too much time. I had a hard time sleeping. What did I reflect on? Partly the book I'm reading right now- "Eat, Pray, Love" I'm on the part where the woman is in India developing a spiritual practice. I realized last night that when I'm not busy and distracted by life is the time when I find to talk to God. I had a nice long conversation last night about lots of stuff, especially the state of my finger tips. I was asked recently what I want out of life when this is all over with. The thought that popped into my head was, "close, loving relationships". When I'm well, I focus so much of my time on getting through the day- getting the house cleaned, getting the chores done, getting the girls to do their homework, all in the mad rush to get them to bed and get my hour of alone time before bed. Today I was feeling so run down and tired and I had been missing them, so I just decided to try an experiment and slow down. I talked to God about what it would take for me to have close, loving relationships, and I guess I'm going to start finding out with the girls. I am very close to them, but I want to enjoy our time together in a different way. Today I tried to follow their lead. We ended up buying some art and material supplies and both girls created some clothes for the cats. They are in bed now, and the house is not in order as it usually is before bed. Instead, we've left some things out for them to come back to. I was softer with them today, and more at their pace. I took my time with Kaycee tonight, reading to her and tucking her in. She seemed to appreciate not being hurried off to bed. I sat with Karina for almost an hour and helped her with her homework. Before all this, the thought of slugging through 5th grade homework for an hour was the last thing I wanted to do. But tonight I focused on how lucky I am to be feeling well enough to participate with her homework. She seemed to appreciate the company and the help and we didn't fight at all like we sometimes do when homework gets frustrating.
I had the chance to participate today in an amazing womans' circle. It gave me a glimpse of how important relationships are to my quality of life. Again, it was a chance to slow down and really look at what matters in life. Lots to think about today.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Finger Tips
2/21/09
One of the side effects of this chemo that gets some people is nerve damage in the finger tips, causing pain or numbness. As much as I hoped it wouldn't happen, it seems that my finger tips are being affected. They aren't numb, but they do hurt. I decided to try typing to see if I still can. I can, so it must not be such a big deal. I just keep wondering if I'm going to come through this unscathed or not. I still have my fingernails, so that's a good thing. I had a pretty good couple of days, all things considered. Very tired, but not sick. I went for a nice long walk this morning with Kaycee and it was SO NICE to be outside in the woods. We had a nice, relaxing time and I feel like we got to reconnect a bit. I've been missing the kids. I am looking forward to summer when I can just relax with them.
I tried cleaning out the garage today and found that I had no muscle strength to lift bins up onto shelves. But, I had the energy to get out there at least! My eyes are doing that funny thing again where it's not too easy to see to type. I am very tired right now. But, I'm typing! As long as my fingers don't fall off I guess I'm doing ok.
Something about being past the half way point really cheers me. I know I've got a week and a half to go before I have to do this again, but right at this moment I feel like maybe, just maybe, I can handle three more. I just hope my fingers don't get worse. It's not actually physically too terrible. More than anything it's just scary. I find myself asking how did I get to a place of being bald and having nerve damage in my fingers and being a single parent with breast cancer? The world can be a scary place. Tomorrow it will be ok again I know, after a good night's sleep. Sometimes I get overwhelmed and just need some moments of peace.
One of the side effects of this chemo that gets some people is nerve damage in the finger tips, causing pain or numbness. As much as I hoped it wouldn't happen, it seems that my finger tips are being affected. They aren't numb, but they do hurt. I decided to try typing to see if I still can. I can, so it must not be such a big deal. I just keep wondering if I'm going to come through this unscathed or not. I still have my fingernails, so that's a good thing. I had a pretty good couple of days, all things considered. Very tired, but not sick. I went for a nice long walk this morning with Kaycee and it was SO NICE to be outside in the woods. We had a nice, relaxing time and I feel like we got to reconnect a bit. I've been missing the kids. I am looking forward to summer when I can just relax with them.
I tried cleaning out the garage today and found that I had no muscle strength to lift bins up onto shelves. But, I had the energy to get out there at least! My eyes are doing that funny thing again where it's not too easy to see to type. I am very tired right now. But, I'm typing! As long as my fingers don't fall off I guess I'm doing ok.
Something about being past the half way point really cheers me. I know I've got a week and a half to go before I have to do this again, but right at this moment I feel like maybe, just maybe, I can handle three more. I just hope my fingers don't get worse. It's not actually physically too terrible. More than anything it's just scary. I find myself asking how did I get to a place of being bald and having nerve damage in my fingers and being a single parent with breast cancer? The world can be a scary place. Tomorrow it will be ok again I know, after a good night's sleep. Sometimes I get overwhelmed and just need some moments of peace.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Managing
2/20/09
I'm managing to do ok this time. No nausea! And I haven't even taken anything for it today. I've been super tired yesterday and today, but not really able to sleep. Got restless and bored yesterday. A good sign I think. Today was a gorgeous spring like day and I put the hammock up and ate lunch outside. I even had a short walk and saw my first crocuses of the spring. And, I have a happy daffodil blooming in my back yard.
My eyes aren't working to well right now. Not sure why- hope it's not the chemo. It's a bit hard to type. The nurse called today and said I may be getting bone and muscle aches as a side effect from the chemo and the shot tomorrow and that I could rely on my old friend vicodin if needed. Hope I don't need it! I don't miss the vicodin days! I've got two basketball games to get through tomorrow then the girls may have another sleep over. Which is so nice for me, even though I really miss them.
More later when my eyes are working better.
I'm managing to do ok this time. No nausea! And I haven't even taken anything for it today. I've been super tired yesterday and today, but not really able to sleep. Got restless and bored yesterday. A good sign I think. Today was a gorgeous spring like day and I put the hammock up and ate lunch outside. I even had a short walk and saw my first crocuses of the spring. And, I have a happy daffodil blooming in my back yard.
My eyes aren't working to well right now. Not sure why- hope it's not the chemo. It's a bit hard to type. The nurse called today and said I may be getting bone and muscle aches as a side effect from the chemo and the shot tomorrow and that I could rely on my old friend vicodin if needed. Hope I don't need it! I don't miss the vicodin days! I've got two basketball games to get through tomorrow then the girls may have another sleep over. Which is so nice for me, even though I really miss them.
More later when my eyes are working better.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Made It!
2/18/09
I made it through ROUND 5! I woke up this morning feeling pretty happy and good for some reason. I think having a chance to process through some grief and sadness yesterday cleared the way for feeling upbeat this morning. And, I think the acupuncture really helped. I am going to stick with that even after all my treatments are over.
I went in and my blood counts were good- white was perfect and red was just a tiny bit low. So, I feel like I've been doing something right to take care of myself. My cold is hardly there at all today- must have been the mugwart (sounds like something out of Harry Potter). I started off with an IV with more steroids and anti-nausea medication, followed by benadryl. Within a few minutes of getting the benadryl I was feeling drugged and sleepy and could hardly keep my eyes open. Soon I turned into one of the chemo zombies that I'm always getting freaked out by. I ended up drifting in and out of sleep all through the actual chemo treatment. The ice packs turned out to be not nearly as bad as I'd imagined. Instead of buckets for my hands and feet, they wrapped them in a flannel wrap with ice packs tucked inside. I was able to use my hands as needed. I wasn't up for watching a movie or writing or reading because I was so tired. My feet got pretty cold, but nothing unbearable. I brought a flax seed bag from home and had that heated and kept that on my body. D and M took turns reading to me, so it was all ok and the 4 hours passed pretty quickly. My chemo book of choice has been the Succulent Wild Woman and what I remember from today was a bit about getting together in groups of women for different purposes- to eat, to create art, to talk about finances in a fun way, to clean, to have fun. I would really like more of that in my life. I had such fun creating bras with the group of women (and of course the wise man F, who actually came and made a bra!) and I've gotten really good feed back from other women who were there about how much they enjoyed it too.
After the chemo I came home and had a nice long nap. It was so nice to be able to sleep and my house had been cleaned today and my bed freshly made, so I was super happy and comfortable. My counselor came for a home visit and we had a nice long talk. We talked about ways to get more involved with groups of women, and I like the ideas we came up with.
I took the steroids last night, and again today. I haven't felt any effects from them at all and they are just tiny little pills. I guess I won't be competing in the Olympics any time soon, but I can live with that. Two more doses tomorrow and I'm done until the next two weeks.
I was given the fund raising money yesterday from the Valentines Day fundraiser where my co-workers did a parents night out and babysat a bunch of little kids. I am so touched and happy about it. I would like to thank all of the women who gave up their Valentines night to do this for me. It means so very much to me. I have gotten enough fund raising money through that and other events to pay for a big chunk of my medical bills. This frees me up to continue with the alternative stuff- acupuncture, massage, chiropractic, etc. that I think is really helping to manage the side effects. So, a big THANK YOU to all who have helped me in this way.
Also, a big THANK YOU for all those who have helped with the girls. I think they do better when they don't have to be around me when I'm sick in bed.
And, a big THANK YOU to the yummy meals I've been getting for months now. It is so nice and helpful to not have to try to cook for myself and the girls when I'm just not hungry most of the time. The food has been nourishing, healthy, and delicious.
I truly believe that I live in one of the most amazing communities in our country. I am SO HAPPY that I decided to settle here.
All things considered, it was a good day.
I made it through ROUND 5! I woke up this morning feeling pretty happy and good for some reason. I think having a chance to process through some grief and sadness yesterday cleared the way for feeling upbeat this morning. And, I think the acupuncture really helped. I am going to stick with that even after all my treatments are over.
I went in and my blood counts were good- white was perfect and red was just a tiny bit low. So, I feel like I've been doing something right to take care of myself. My cold is hardly there at all today- must have been the mugwart (sounds like something out of Harry Potter). I started off with an IV with more steroids and anti-nausea medication, followed by benadryl. Within a few minutes of getting the benadryl I was feeling drugged and sleepy and could hardly keep my eyes open. Soon I turned into one of the chemo zombies that I'm always getting freaked out by. I ended up drifting in and out of sleep all through the actual chemo treatment. The ice packs turned out to be not nearly as bad as I'd imagined. Instead of buckets for my hands and feet, they wrapped them in a flannel wrap with ice packs tucked inside. I was able to use my hands as needed. I wasn't up for watching a movie or writing or reading because I was so tired. My feet got pretty cold, but nothing unbearable. I brought a flax seed bag from home and had that heated and kept that on my body. D and M took turns reading to me, so it was all ok and the 4 hours passed pretty quickly. My chemo book of choice has been the Succulent Wild Woman and what I remember from today was a bit about getting together in groups of women for different purposes- to eat, to create art, to talk about finances in a fun way, to clean, to have fun. I would really like more of that in my life. I had such fun creating bras with the group of women (and of course the wise man F, who actually came and made a bra!) and I've gotten really good feed back from other women who were there about how much they enjoyed it too.
After the chemo I came home and had a nice long nap. It was so nice to be able to sleep and my house had been cleaned today and my bed freshly made, so I was super happy and comfortable. My counselor came for a home visit and we had a nice long talk. We talked about ways to get more involved with groups of women, and I like the ideas we came up with.
I took the steroids last night, and again today. I haven't felt any effects from them at all and they are just tiny little pills. I guess I won't be competing in the Olympics any time soon, but I can live with that. Two more doses tomorrow and I'm done until the next two weeks.
I was given the fund raising money yesterday from the Valentines Day fundraiser where my co-workers did a parents night out and babysat a bunch of little kids. I am so touched and happy about it. I would like to thank all of the women who gave up their Valentines night to do this for me. It means so very much to me. I have gotten enough fund raising money through that and other events to pay for a big chunk of my medical bills. This frees me up to continue with the alternative stuff- acupuncture, massage, chiropractic, etc. that I think is really helping to manage the side effects. So, a big THANK YOU to all who have helped me in this way.
Also, a big THANK YOU for all those who have helped with the girls. I think they do better when they don't have to be around me when I'm sick in bed.
And, a big THANK YOU to the yummy meals I've been getting for months now. It is so nice and helpful to not have to try to cook for myself and the girls when I'm just not hungry most of the time. The food has been nourishing, healthy, and delicious.
I truly believe that I live in one of the most amazing communities in our country. I am SO HAPPY that I decided to settle here.
All things considered, it was a good day.
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