Why Does It Take a Round of Chemo to Get Me Back on this Blog?

Well, it's almost 2 a.m. the day after Mother's Day, which by the way was a lovely day.  Truly.  I felt well enough to go to Sacrament Meeting and then to have wonderful phone visits with Tony and Victor (both doing very well, although T is major trunky.  I know that he's under the two-week mark, but he reminded me that it's "11" days). 

Bone pain started kicking in evening and I got behind on my meds, thinking that my narcotic was every six hours (which is actually the antinausea med), but I can take my narcotic every four hours.  I started out with one pill, but am now needing two.  I'm aching, but not in extreme pain.  Well, with the steroid that has the #1 side effect of insomnia and jitteriness, I'm not sleeping, but am resting at least.  In 15 minutes, I can take a dose of narcotic and hopefully finally drift off to some much-needed sleep.

Last round, in case I haven't recorded, was much better for pain control and even the dreaded diarrhea.  However, I suffered much more from nausea and even had some vomiting, which comes on very suddenly.  I find myself sitting very quickly on the floor so that I don't pass out and fortunately every time either Jared or Rafael has been in the area to hand me a bowl.

This last drip session (last Friday) I had added an add'l antinausea drip (so two now), and am taking my oral meds faithfully at home...thus far working very well. 

I do feel very blessed.  I am learning the lesson of relationships and how important they are to me.  My family is my greatest blessing, and I am trying to take a bit more care in how I treat those I love.  I feel embarrassed when I look back and haven't taken care as I could.

I look forward to having Tony come home soon.  I know that I need to take care of myself, so am recruiting Jared to help make a poster or two...we need to have him truly feel welcomed.  We plan to pick him up at 8 a.m. at the airport and take him to the Pantry (Lion House) for breakfast.  We were thinking about going to City Center (now that it's completed and we haven't seen it yet).  I asked Tony what his preference is, and he has only request...to attend the temple, any temple, before being released.  J wants to get back to school in the afternoon, as he doesn't want a full-day absence (good student, that kid).  Perhaps we'll do breakfast and City Center, then bring Jared back to school and then go the temple in the afternoon w/Tony.  I know--we are very fortunately to be able to choose a temple and have it fit into our schedule.

I'm doing well, truly.  I've met some people during my infusion sessions and I count myself blessed to fight the battle I have versus the battles being fought around me. 

I know that my Heavenly Father is aware of me.  I feel very blessed.