Faithfully Fighting

Pete chided me last night.  He said I should be blogging.  He’s right, I should.  This week has been a good week.  Last time I wrote I was in the beginning of the chemo.  I will admit the first three days were not fun at all, not excruciating, but not fun.  Nobody, told me you feel like you are jumping out of your skin.  I felt like my organs were dancing the jig inside me for two days.  The next two days were very weak, but better each day (although my tongue turned to mush on day three). 

Weds I got back to work.  Wonderful, wonderful work.  I am so blessed with the job that I have.  My supervisor doesn’t put pressure on me, he expects me to do what I can and no more.  I only worked 5 or 6 hours a day Weds, Thurs and Fri, but truthfully I think I could have worked 8 on Friday (I just didn’t want to push it).  I’m going to go back full time next week, until my next treatment.  I know I’ll be exhausted, but it’s that “I really accomplished something and now I can sleep like a baby” exhaustion that is so terrific.  Anyway, on Weds we had a VTC Conference call (video teleconference).  It was with a group in the TX office.  Let’s see, it’s my first day back, my hair is still there, but coming out in clumps, our group is starting a new project, whatever should I wear.  I pretty much hung in the back of the room because one of the amazing things about chemo is it must eat brain cells.  The folks in TX were giving us a great overview of what they do (to see if we had any ideas about working together or using their services or improving their processes).  They had sent flow charts and information as visual aids.  Now usually in these circumstances I’m hanging on every word, looking for areas I might have questions on to get more information for the project.  I usually pride myself on seeing the little things that matter.  Weds I was lucky to focus long enough to get everyone’s name.  Here’s an example :  “Ok, ok the customer survey’s are compiled into a database and what they do with . . . . I wonder how long that light hasn’t been working in the room?”  I am not exaggerating!  I had the attention span of a 3 year old.  At the end of the meeting when they asked if their was anything we could do for them I thought of a survey opportunity that could be used on another project (that I had to hand over when I left for surgery), but for the life of me I couldn’t remember the name of the project or if they’d already discussed it in the meeting, so I didn’t bring it up.  I know, I know, in the entire scheme of things it wasn’t important and I’m not really stressing about it, it just seemed like icing on the cake.  Let’s take away your body parts, pump you full of chemicals that make you feel sick while they are supposed to heal you, and then suck all of the brains cells out of your head so you function like a bobble head.  Oh, don’t forget we get to strip you of your physical identity and finances while we are at it!  My next treatment isn’t until March 27^th (Yeah).

The rest of the week got better every day.  Last night was game night and Katie and Pete and I played Uno Attack until Pete had to run an errand and Katie and I played several more very competitive games.  Today has been a wonderful day.  It is bright here and feeling a little like spring.  Katie and I took a walk in the sunshine this morning and then explored a little behind the house in the woods.  Our adventure was lovely.  She is playing with a friend right now and then going to a birthday party this evening.  Doesn’t it sound terribly boring, I love it!  Saturdays are wonderful, and Sundays and Mondays and Tuesdays and Weds (well some) and every other day of the week.  They should all begin with a smile, prayers and a praise!  Blessing everywhere!

Love Lynn

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