Monday, 25 Sept 2006

My Dear Friends,

Can't believe it's chemo day again already. The past few weeks flew by.

I wonder if they'll withhold treatment today, as I have a bad cold. Must've touched the wrong doorknob or something. Lots of people have been sick so I've been careful but I guess I wasn't careful enough. I've been really tired the past couple days as the cold has progressed. Sneezed about a billion times.

It's been really busy, getting back into the swing of the school year. I think we're doing OK, though.

I've been having an annoying little chemo side effect. My fingertips are numb. As if my typing wasn't bad enough! Everything gets proofread twice, as I don't press the letters I want.

Other than that, life is OK for now.

Thank you for your continued prayers.

Love,
Jeanette

Thurs, 7 September 2006

My Dear Friends,

I will try to update the blog more often. I've been doing well.

Had chemo on Tuesday because of the holiday, so today and tomorrow will be bad. Last time, I only needed the painkillers for two days instead of three so I'm hoping for the same this time.

Woke up at 4:30am with a pain above my left knee. (We know there's cancer there so hopefully it's a sign of cancer cells dying!) Couldn't go back to sleep, so decided to blog instead. I'll probably pay for this lack of sleep later in the day. May end up going home from work early. The job is going well otherwise.

The kids started school on Tuesday. Every year, that's an emotional time for me, as I hope against hope to see the next year. October will be three years since diagnosis. Never thought I'd still be here.

The little one said something last night that proved he is wise beyond his years. I had been helping him with his homework while Mark was helping the older one.

I yawned so he said,"Mommy, you're tired. Why don't you go to bed?"

"Because I still have to help your brother with his homework."

"Why don't you ask Daddy to do it? He'd do anything for you."

How cute is that!

I asked why he said that.

He replied,"Because you're his wife. And you have cancer so we should be extra nice to you."

Isn't that sweet?

He'd said something profound a little earlier. I was apologizing to him for something I'd said in anger yesterday. I told him sometimes the chemo makes me angry and I say things I don't mean. (This is true. That Herceptin turns me into a royal b**** every Monday.)

The little one says,"That doesn't seem right."

I ask,"What doesn't seem right?"

"That you have cancer," he says. "It doesn't seem right."

Sigh!

Thank you for our continued prayers.

Jeanette