Woah, We're Halfway There...
Who just sang that in an 80's style Bon Jovi voice? YOU ARE MY PEOPLE! 😎 So we've finally hit the halfway mark of chemo at my eighth treatment yesterday. I had a rough week and felt terrible on Wednesday, but came home and napped and then did dinner with the girls which always makes me feel better. Something about my crazy ladies to remind me how blessed I really am to have them in my life. We tried a new place on Talbot called Baby's and while the burgers were very good, everything else was just alright and a la carte. Not recommended. 👎 Afterwards we surprised Leta (Staci's daughter) at the Hilton and since she didn't know Rocki, we sent her in first. Staci, Autumn and I stayed back and had our backs turned to her while Rocki convinced her that some strange ladies were following her and she needed help. She was buying it hook, line, and sinker, until Rocki pointed at Staci, and we all turned around. Ah, laughter is good for the soul and I surely needed it that night. 🤣
Thursday I wasn't any better (yes, I realize I probably should have stayed home on Wednesday, but SHENANIGANS), so I stayed home and rested. I slept until 9am then back to bed until noon. When I finally got up and moved around, my body was achy as all get out. I've never sat so much in my life and I'm learning that it doesn't help the achiness, but I'm too tired to get up and move around much. I've been shooting for 5000 steps each day and mostly hitting just under that around 4400. Goals are good, but falling short isn't in my typical vocabulary so it's getting a little annoying. Trying to show myself some grace...
Friday morning, I went for labs and the nurse that originally found that lying me back and another nurse holding the port while she accessed was back. Poor thing took one look and remembered me. She accessed with help again, but couldn't draw blood so they sent me to the lab where another nurse went in a vein instead. So much for my fancy port! After that I met with Dr. Khanal and he said numbers are where they're expected to be so onward with treatment. The nurse tracked me down and put a couple things in my port to help break up something or another and when I got back downstairs to the infusion center, the port worked. Who am I to question their sorcery? 🤯
Last night, after I woke up from the couch to go to bed (HA!), I woke up at 1am to go to the bathroom and then couldn't go back to sleep. Part of my mind was racing a hundred miles an hour about all the "super urgent important" things that need to be done and the other side was saying shut the hell up so I can go back to sleep. My body wasn't even trying to get out of bed to do any of these things and eventually I fell back asleep around 4am. Good thing I could sleep in this morning 💤 I woke up a little tired still, but feeling better than yesterday so SCORE!
The bright part of this last week was vegetable soup. Linda knows I love this soup and it's comfort food for my soul. I won't try to say that the boys all love it more than the cherry obglob she brought, but they enjoy it as well. Cade even called her and asked for the recipe...for the obglob, of course! He's already asked me to make it for him and we just finished what she brought so I'm guessing he's ready to just main line that stuff!
TODAY'S SILVER LINING: One of my best friends, Charlene, is turning an unspoken year tomorrow and we're celebrating her today with facials and crafts. 🎂 What's better for my soul than that?! Super excited that I'm up to going today!