Aunt Emily made Princess and King hats for the Princess/King Party!
Aunt Emily and Eva!
All rise! The jury is back with a verdict…chemotherapy definitely has a cumulative affect! And I thought I was this Chemo Soaring Angel ! Haha! I have officially been knocked down, dragged through dirt and left to fight again! Lol! Really, Chemo Girl went down again! Only this time calling for an angel! Lol! But it was good; Mike got a chance to blog! I know he loved every minute of it!haha! Hoping it would be so bad, he’d never be asked again! Not a chance Mike! Haha!
Ok, so I felt weak upon arrival to Memphis, queasy, dizzy, waddling through the airport like a happy penguin, ready to chill with my kids. My flight was delayed and the kids had to nap so Mike greeted me at the airport. There he stood, grinning ear to ear, all dressed up even wearing his Sunday shoes! Definitely not his typical Saturday attire! Awww, how sweet! I was grateful I had no hair, one less stop to “fix” it, still trying to look my best for my hubby! Lol!
Saturday and Sunday were my “low profile” days. You know…sit in a chair, observe the happenings (Well, maybe not observe without comment! Lol!), and enjoy the comfort of my home. It was so uplifting to read all the cards you guys sent, open the gifts and hear the encouraging words! All of it added love to my life, making me stronger for what’s to come!
By Sunday evening, I was getting more nauseous and my headaches where no longer tolerable.
Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday where horrible days! My body was so weak, tired and sore. Often, I simply could not stand on my feet, the pain so strong each step of the way. Thank God I married a big buff guy; there were times Mike simply had to carry me, my legs no longer wanting to fight. My mouth like a battleground stripped of its shield. I continued to eat to conquer the nauseas but not with pleasure, all for reason. My breathing short and I’m frustrated I can’t say what I need or make sense of my words. My head, arms and hands tingling, a simple stroke creating a burning sensation that lasted for hours and hours. The noise of others increased my pain, my ears ringing of bells. Every odor, bad or good, sent me rushing to the toilet, yet more hours of profusely vomiting. The steroids in full effect, I was a roaring lion, waiting to escape or be freed. (Mike and Emily just wishing I could get to that gate, they probably would have left the key! Lol!)
Oh, I was praying! When I hit the scale of 9 for pain, it went like this…”Oh Dear God, I’m in pain, please help me, please…forget the lesson, just carry me until there is no longer ANY pain!” Lol! As the pain continued to the next day, my thoughts went like this…”Memphis, we have a problem! Lost communication.” I lay there begging to be relieved of the pain, confessing my sins, begging for more mercy, praying for Mike’s sins! haha (We are a team, I may be taking some for him! Lol) Oh what a fight, but I’m climbing out of the ring, resting for the next one! Only two more to go, we pray!
I continue to be fatigue, weak and my body is fighting something in addition to cancer. Probably a cold or infection, the girls have stuffy noses and a cough and Mike has been sick as well. My temperature has been creeping to 100 but never getting to 101. Lucky me!! 101, the key number. If it hits 101, I have to check in the local hospital because my white blood cell count is extremely low and it’s very dangerous for me. I also got news on my red blood cell count, it’s at 10…so they will let me go a bit longer before it’s considered again. Yaaa! Your prayers are helping!!
I have so much more to write, but I better stop here and get some rest! I’m sure I will write more as we are on the upswing and we may even take some walks this weekend! Yaaa! We are heading to Michigan this coming Wednesday; we have a lot of tests to do before my third round of chemo Thanksgiving week. But more on that later!
Love ya guys and thank you for your support and encouraging words! I am still amazed and feel so blessed with all your offerings and your eagerness to help us! We only made it this far because of each of you! From the meals to the cards to the gifts to the words…we will never forget our support team. Please continue to pray, we need your prayers!
