Boy, am I tired. I came home from dropping B at school and went right back to bed and slept until my pump beeped to let me know that it was empty - that was 12:15. I quickly got up and told Libby it was time to go. She was excellent company and the appointment went quickly.
Our visit with cousin L has been great. Bennett loves her so much, and L is kind enough to play her whenever she calls. Tomorrow morning Pat will go to work and L, B and I will have a crepe breakfast. I am really looking forward to that. The first thing I need to do it go to bed.
I have a three-week break from chemo, thanks to our trip. I am really looking forward to feeling good while traveling. I don't really have anything else to say. I think I covered it all. Oh, except Nancy told me that I should post about my on-going dreams about being chased by Nazis. I think the Nazis are the cancer. They are always around me, threatening but not deadly. I don't wake up scared, it's more like the Nazis are super unpleasant, rather than horribly dangerous (like they were in real life). Nancy thinks that if I post about these dreams it might help them go away. That would be nice. It would be nice for the cancer to go away too.
I had a really strange experience this morning. This woman who is subbing at B's school came up to me and said "having a little chemo as we?" She then told me that she had breast and bone cancer and that she was so happy with how her hair grew back. She leaned over and told me to touch it, I didn't really want to, but I did and it was soft. B then took off my hat and offered my head to this woman. She gave my head and good pet and said that soon I will have my hair back. I am pretty sure she is wrong - though there is no way of really knowing. I don't mind being bald at all, I miss my eyebrows more than my hair.
Good night all you good folks.
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