Faithfully Fighting

Hello everyone!!  I bet you thought I’d fallen in a hole.  Sorry for the long lapse in writing.  To be perfectly honest, I kind of felt like I’d fallen in a hole.  Just kidding, but it was the week after chemo and I have been trying to gain some sort of rhythm to what is going to be my long term routine and it hasn’t been easy.  I’ve had a bit of pain through the week and I’ve been trying to work as much as possible.  Those two items have left me tired and a bit on the grumpy side.  I actually had written a post earlier in the week, but after reading it I thought I sounded like one of those disgruntled people who no one can make happy.  So I just journaled it and prayed and worked toward an attitude adjustment.  Of course as the aches and stomach pain abated so has my grumpy attitude.  Funny how those two things seem to coincide.  I’ve been working during the day and coming home and climbing in bed by 8:00 every evening.  

I need to work, emotionally and financially.  I’ve also, as of this week, exhausted my FMLA time so now whenever I miss time I’m on the clock.  I won’t go into the technical details, but it just means they have the legal right to watch me now.  Everyone at work is wonderful and I’m sure and been assured that they will never hold me disciplinarily accountable for time missed, but they can if they want to and I want to show them they I will work as much as I am able (I’m my own hardest critic on this – it’s just all so new to me, feeling like a slacker).  I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’m tired, and it ain’t always easy trying to keep a semi-normal schedule anymore.

Today one of Katie’s friends is having a birthday party.  It’s a mother daughter tea.  Honestly, I kind of wish I could just drop her off for a couple of hours, but I’m sure it will be fun for both of us.  I’m going to let her know on the way there that I’ve got about 2 hours of party in me (especially if it’s an outside in the heat thing) and then we’re on our way home.  Next Saturday Katie and I have ice cream pedicures scheduled.  My wonderful Sunday School class gave me a gift certificate to a local day spa for my birthday and when I saw it on their service list I thought it would be fun for the two of us.  I think eight years old is the perfect age to get your first professional pedicure!!  It may spoil her for life, but there a few things a mom has the right to do and introducing your daughter to one of life’s true luxurious moments is one!

I have been honored by a dear friend today.  She is walking in the relay for life and I am one of the people she is walking in honor of.  I wish I’d let you know earlier, but I’ve got the opportunity to make up for it.  Pete’s niece, Jeanne, is walking next week in the Susan B. Koman Race for the Cure in Washington DC in honor of me.  I get really emotional when people do stuff like that.  What an honor to be on their hearts when they are climbing hills and working hard.  I wish I was the one walking, maybe next year!  The link to her sponsor site is https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=263218&lis=1&kntae263218=629947B633F04F7698811BCF8D46EF18&supId=132338236

If you’d like to sponsor her or just check it out!!

I went to the doctors yesterday and I’ve got a little cellulitis starting on the left side.  It’s not bad, as a matter of a fact my counts were low (but on their way back up) and the PA wasn’t sure he wanted to give me some antibiotics (he wasn’t sure that little red glow was cellulites).  But I talked him into it because I didn’t want a repeat of the last infection, I wanted to chase this one away in the beginning (and I was pretty sure that’s what it was-sometimes it’s hard to tell the chemo pain from other stuff).  My mediport wouldn’t give up any blood for my blood work.  That was a pain!!  They ended up drawing blood the old fashion way (I’ve really gotten spoiled with the mediport).  Then they put some medicine in the port and let it sit for 30 minutes.  They said sometimes a little flap goes down over the opening into the vein.  It lets stuff go in (like IV and fluids) but you can’t suck the blood back through.  The medicine was supposed to dissolve the little flap that develops.  Sure enough, 30 minutes latter, they got blood flow.  I was really glad about that! 

Love you guys, sorry for the long delay, but you can see I’m just plugging at it.  Pretty boring stuff.  Boring is good.  Don’t forget I have my CT Scan next Friday, June 6^th.  We’ll see how those rascally cancer met spots are doing on my liver.  Keep praying!! 

God Bless you,

Lynn

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