So....blogging. Tried it once. Failed horribly. Journaling my life, just never goes well. I forget. Sometimes for years at a time. But looking back on the times that I did have blogged, I realized that I didn't remember the things that had gone on, and never would have, if I hadn't written it down. And since now seems to be a particularly important time in my life, having been diagnosed with cancer and going through major surgery, and now chemo, I thought maybe I should try to have somewhere to put down my thoughts. It will either work, or fail miserably again...but I won't know if I don't try! So try, I will!
I'm going to start today, because if I try and back track and write the entire story from my diagnosis, I will never get anything actually caught up. It's been too long. But hopefully some of the back story will come into play through these other stories and it will mostly get told. Or for anyone who actually reads this, feel free to ask questions!
Today was a rough day. I had my last session of the A/C chemo (nicknamed the red devil) on Wednesday, and haven't been able to bounce back yet.
That could have something to do with the plague running rampant through our house right now. My 2 youngest, Xavier (age 5), and Ryker (age 7), having been fevering, coughing, runny nose, the whole she bang for over a week now. Which means no school. Which means no rest for chemo poisoned mom! So my body is not recovering. It doesn't help that this round the chemo really fried my taste buds so that all food tastes like cardboard. Most things, I can't even choke down. I spit them out, gagging. And it's going to continue for the next 12 weeks as I do my weekly sessions of Taxol.
And as if that all weren't enough, my grandma died this weekend. My life is good at kicking you in the head when you're down.
Well, that's all for now. I do need to attempt to get some rest!