I’m sure you’re prepared for some sort of WOWZER! type post about the last day of clinic chemo. I just don’t have it in me today. It happened today, though. Finally. Port working on first try. Check. Final Vincristine given safely. Check. Peyton went happily to be anesthetized. Check. Sort of wishing they’d anesthetized me [...]
Posts under ‘Having faith’
No final chemo and words likely to drive me over the edge to the dark place
My heart raced when Peyton and I walked into the clinic this morning. I mean PUMPING! Possibly worse than the first time Peter and I walked in there with her, so fragile with dread. I had myself worked up into a good frenzy. I would see each procedure as the last. The last time she [...]
The weight of words
Peyton had her bi-weekly oncology clinic visit today. They pricked her finger and we got a CBC (complete blood count) that showed everything is right on target. My heart is relieved. Each visit, each month…no matter how good she looks, how energetic she’s been…there’s a stutter in my chest while I wait to receive the [...]
My trademark brand of crazy
When something’s weighing heavy on your heart, do you have a sure-fire way of overcoming the funk that wants to drown you? Avoid thinking about it? Get so busy you don’t have time to obsess about it? Or do you just indulge in the funk, wallowing in it until you are neck-deep in the sheer [...]
Perspective, getcha some
By 9:30 last night I’d worked myself up into a good old-fashioned pity party. Oh yes. With the appropriate music, my handy dandy bowl of chocolate and a chip on my shoulder the size of an Easter Island Head….that spoke to me….and said “EAT MORE CHOCOLATE”. Which I did. As the most irrelevant of events, [...]
