Waiting sucks!
Two more days until we meet with the oncologist. Waiting to find out my schedule for the next year. Although I don't want to go through chemo..... or radiation....... I also can't wait to get it started. I think about what's going on in my body. Are there little cancer cells floating around waiting to attach somewhere. I know that is not likely the case, but it still goes through my mind.
The support still knocks me off my chair. People are amazing. Cards, calls, texts, meals. How can I possibly deserve all of this support.
And my husband. I don't even know where to begin. He's the one that keeps me laughing. He's the one that will shave my head. And apparently polish it. He holds me, he touches me as he walks past, he holds my hand while we are in the car, he asks me how I'm feeling. He teases me. He kisses me. I love this man so much!
My family. Again, I don't know where to begin. I talk to David many times a week. I worry about him worrying about me. I can't seem to reassure him enough that I will be fine. Everyone in my family has reached out and said or done something nice. And teased me. Elaine and I have this thing going on .......... She says, "Can you do this for me? I have a broken wrist" and I say "So what, I have cancer". It's nice to joke around about it sometimes. Better than crying! I have received flowers, a pink hat, a chicken shirt,plants, seeds for plants, advice.. Again, how wonderful is my life!
Still a little scared though.
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