As I was driving to acupuncture yesterday in my awesome buick enclave I was flipping through my XM stations and Classic Vinyl was featuring Billy Joel..."only the good die young". Guess, what. Screw you Billy Joel. Not going to happen! Maybe I should start running with the sinners...
Anyway, Sue, My MIL (mother-in-law) came over early today and is going to help me. She showed up super early and is making us breakfast so I have a quick minute to post an update! Yeah for Sue! Yeah for cream of what and poached eggs! Yeah for sleeping like a log last night! Yeah for a beautiful sunrise that Abby and I are watching out the master bedroom balcony window. Red! Orange! Purple! Blue! Oh wait, now it's a little too bright. Going to close that curtain now... OK, that's better.
What have I done this week? Last time the Monday-Wednesday period the week and a half after my first cycle was the hardest. I am surprisingly doing well. I have better energy than last time. I have been really good about taking my supplements, vitamins, sticking to my diet yet still allowing myself to be a normal pregnant woman with cravings and have a cheat day (like last night where Ashley brought over La Scala and I had my veggie puree soup, tuna chopped salad no cheese, and spaghetti bolognese) and I think all of this is contributing to my health. No mouth sores. Good blood counts. I only have one nail bed on my thumb that is turning black. I have a good energy level (that's relative of course).
I went to the Tower Cancer Research Foundation luncheon and fundraiser Monday with Sharon. It was a nicely done event at the Beverly Hills Hotel and I sported my new wig and maternity clothes. I received lots of compliments. Not sure if that is because people suspected I was a patient or not....Hmmmm. I shouldn't be that obvious! Anyway, we saw Dr. McAndrew and she gave us big hugs. Later in the ballroom she grabbed my hand and said I want you to meet someone. She walked me over to her table and sitting right next to her was one of my mommy friends Suzann. This is the same mommy friend I just ran into at the farmer's market and cried right after picking out some beets. Well, seeing her made me cry again when I told her that I am feeling pretty great and then I cried even more when she said that she would try to pump for breast milk for Peanut. She's due end of November with her second baby, a little girl. I could tell this was going to be an emotional lunch.
Sharon and I sat there and tried to not cry the whole time with all the speakers talking about those with cancer that were no longer with us. Not exactly the best thing to listen to while undergoing or having just undergone treatment!! After Patrick Swayze's wife, Lisa, spoke we made a pact to leave after the lunch if the speakers kept going into topics of death...but we didn't need to after all. The next speaker was Beverlye Hyman Fead who wrote a book called "Nana, What's Cancer?" and she was pretty inspirational. The next speaker, Gail Parent, left us wondering why she was even speaking at a Cancer Fundraiser, she just went on and on about famous actresses she had worked with...a little painful. Nonetheless, we ended up having a nice lunch and I bought the centerpiece to bring home and brighten up the kitchen. Then I took a nice nap...
Monday other than the luncheon I got lots of things accomplished. The plumber came back and finished the adjustments. The computer guy came and fixed the printers and the network again. Peanut's dresser was delivered. Agnes, the new mother's helper, started Monday and Abby seemed to like her. My mom was here and Elizabeth, our housekeeper, was here so it was a full house with lots of activity but Abby really seemed to enjoy herself. She is really loving her new swing set. Thank goodness. If she didn't use it I'm sure I wouldn't hear the end of it since it cost a pretty penny!! It has come in very handy this last week while she had a cold and couldn't go to class or have play dates.
Elmo's world is over and now it's time for breastfast! I'll check in again soon. But not to worry, I'm doing really well. The only thing that is bothering me about that is it makes me think 1) is it not working? 2) is the baby's placenta absorbing too much of the Chemo? 3) am I like the lady on house that had two cancers and one was feeding the other and so she couldn't treat it in time? Stupid, dark thoughts that I know aren't true but they still creep in there. I should be thankful to be doing well. I should be proud of doing well since I am being so good about my routine and regimen. Right?!?!?
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