Saturday we had T & C over for dinner. I made lasagna (frozen) and C brought salad and cheesy garlic bread. We sat for several hours just talking and remembering and laughing. It was a good night.
I started the Neurotin last night and I’m not saying it’s better, just different. I was up and wandering the house at 4 this morning. Fell back to sleep around 6 and slept till noon. M and M came by today and we made homemade pizza’s then played cards. It was great having company for the weekend.
So today I went out and did what any other self-respecting grandma would do on a cloudy day. No, I did not do the big K. I kept my tattoo appointment. What an experience. First I couldn’t find the place. If you’ve ever driven through West Bloomfield during the day you know that the roads are nuts and the drivers even nuttier. My trusty GPS sends me to an abandoned building in the middle of the biggest traffic snarl I’ve ever seen. I’m kinda freaking out at this point. I call the place and he’s all like, “yeah, GPS doesn’t work real well out here. Too many cars.” So he guides me in (I was two buildings away) and we get started.
Very first ink (for this tat)
Getting ready to nap. Or at least meditate.
The finished piece
I’m so happy with it. I can’t wait till it settles down and I can see the true colors. I barely bled on this one at all. And I did catch a nap while he did the fill in. I was comfortable.
It’s getting late and I’m getting tired. I hope you all found at least three things to smile at today and at least two reasons to laugh out loud. I know I did.
I have chemo tomorrow at 1:30. Spare a thought, white light, or a prayer for me.
Fourteen years ago I married my best friend. Wow, fourteen years. Actually 20 if you think about it. 20 years of happiness, sadness, sorrow, joy, hotdogs and filet. We’ve certainly got the sickness and health part down pat.
I can’t believe how big I am in these photo’s. That’s a size 24 dress and I was probably tipping the scales at 190.
I’m a lot more comfortable the way I am now. I think that dress weighs more than I do now.
This is us now, well at least us as we were in January.
I was just flipping back through photo’s. How we’ve changed through the years. And the people we have become, who would have thought that a tough guy and a broken girl would meet and match so completely.
And thanks for trying to get into the Whitney tonight. Who the hell gets married on a Wed. anyway? Glad you could get us in tomorrow.
Have a great day everyone. May all your dreams come true.
Dreamt of clowns and balloons and scary places last night. Woke up this morning with a headache and a sore shoulder. I guess I slept on my arm wrong. I hate that. I also hate when my ear folds over in my sleep and I wake up with a crease in my ear. Mucho painful.
I think I’ve finally tamed the furnace monster in the house. Thanks to Joe for putting in a programmable thermostat I’m able to better maintain a constant heat in the house. I haven’t had night sweats in two nights and I haven’t had to use a comforter in the living room. Good things. And socks are now an option, not mandatory.
So, did my first real “bead” show in quite a few years yesterday. Got to meet a lot of the Guild ladies from GlassAct. It’s strange putting faces to names on the computer. I’ve known some of these ladies for years, just never met them. I hope I did well. I shared a table with the guild so I’m waiting for a tally from the treasurer. I know some things sold, just not sure how many. I was really surprised by how many people I met said that they read this. If you’re reading this, HI! It was great to meet you finally. Feel free to leave comments, ask questions or just pick on me.
Actually cooked dinner tonight. Sweet Potato, carrot and turnip soup, Lemon pepper cod (oven fried), and green beans. I need to make more soups now that fall is here. I love squash soup. All the yummy fall root veggies. I wish that the tomatoes had had a better season this year. I usually buy a bushel and can them for the winter. I can’t justify spending what the growers are asking for them this year. And they are small and mealy.
I can’t believe that it’s almost Halloween already. Oh, but I am looking forward to Sunday. We are meeting C & L and the grands, with M and making an afternoon of a cider mill. Yeah, photo-op. I really miss the kids. I so wish they lived closer. I know, if wishes were horses, beggars would ride. I can’t help it though. I look at the pictures on FB and just want to run down there and hug them up.
Ok, enough maudlin for tonight. I need to put in some time in the “crap” room upstairs. I have so much stuff to get rid of and no idea how or where to offer it. Have a safe and comfortable evening everyone.
Chemo yesterday was tough. They gave me a new anti-nausea drug that set my lady parts on fire. Was not a comfortable hour. Came home and was so glad that I had pre-cooked the chicken for the Mole’. Just had to heat it up, make some spanish rice and beans, heat tortillas and dinner was done in under 20 minutes. Monday night I baked an apple pie and cut up a watermelon and a brick of cheese for people to munch on if I’m feeling out of it.
After six years of this shit, I’m becoming, finally, more proactive. Ordering my scripts ahead of time. Pre-planning meals and having them cooked and ready. Fresh sheets on the bed the morning of, just in case I want to lay down after (plus, clean sheet night is always a bonus).
I’m working today on getting some cards sent out to friends and relations that I think of often. I love getting cards from people, so in turn, I love sending them. I got one yesterday that was so special. Several months ago, one of Joe’s cousins came in from Washington State for a visit. While we were there her brother took a photo of us. She sent me a copy and what a lovely photo it is. We all look so grown up and wise. We have all gone through so much in our young lives to create the strong, intelligent women standing there.
Finally found the graphics for my next tat. Isn’t he impressive? Now to find an artist who can do him justice. I think I’m going to pull some steaks out of the freezer for dinner. Slice up some potatoes and make a vegetable and a salad and call it dinner. Right now, I’m going to try to get my husband out for a walk and maybe get out of the house for a while. Have an amazing evening all.
Joe surprised me this morning by hiding little presents and candy all over the house. He’s such a sweetie. Made me go on a treasure hunt first thing in the morning. I now have enough chocolate to gain at least 10 lbs. I think that was his master plan. He then took me to Max and Erma’s for dinner. He’s such a wonderful husband. I’m one lucky wife.
Once again, I spent the whole day accomplishing nothing at all. I did make a semi life altering decision today and If I follow through with it, I will share, but for right now it is in the “kernel of an idea” stage and I need to let it develop naturally.
I have been having fun at Kohl’s expense lately. I’ve been wanting to buy some new bras for some time. My shape has changed so much over the past two years that finding a comfortable, good fitting bra has become a priority. In the past I’ve bought bras, tried them on at the store, Loved them, got them home, wore them, hated them, threw them in a drawer where they eventually get assimilated into the wood of the dresser, never to see the light of day again. (Issues with keeping receipts, tags and returning goods. More for another day)
This time, I got wise. I purchased four bra’s. I would wear each bra for a short period of time around the house (keeping the tags on). If, after a couple of hours I hated them, they went back in the bag. I would return the ones I tried and buy more to try. It took about 6 trips but I found the perfect bra for me. It comes in so many pretty colors and the best thing is: I wear a small. I’ve never worn a small anything, especially bra’s.
So I wore bra’s and returned them, shoot me. I can hear the eeewwww’s out there. That’s why you are supposed to wash everything after you bring it home. There is a reason your mother has always told you to do that.
The prickly sensations in my arms and legs are still there. Luckily, the broken glass feelings in my major joints is receding. No nausea or vomiting yet (knock wood). Still can’t sleep. Had to take a second Vicodin last night to help me fall asleep. The tingling/prickly sensation gets worse when you try to be still. Almost like low voltage electricity constantly coursing through you.
I can tell my lungs are filling up. I’m coughing more than usual, and it’s not productive. Hopefully when I start moving around more today it will break up.
I’m off to get breakfast and to start my day.
1:30 in the afternoon and I’m freezing. The kind of bone chilling cold that only another chemo patient would understand. No fevers yet, so that’s a good thing. Just so cold. Starting to get a bit of a headache, but don’t know if it’s from lack of sleep or just a headache. It’s so hard to tell anymore what is a normal part of everyday and what is chemo induced.
But, Joe is taking me out to dinner and a show tonight, so I need to pick myself up and get ready. Tomorrow I can fall on my sword, but for tonight……..
It’s been a beautiful weekend thus far. Last night Joe and I went to the Whitney for dinner. Dinner was excellent, but I was a tad uncomfortable. You see, there was a wedding reception taking place last night, so most of the evening was spent with flashes going off outside our dining room door from the photographer. Lots of gathering and raised joyous voices in the vestibule. I was expecting the gentle sounds of the piano player playing softly in the background and muted conversation. Not a DJ introducing the next Mr. and Mrs. so and so. And then witnessing the grand procession down the stairs into the entryway, complete with introductions and photos.
Just not the quiet dinner I envisioned, but I had a wonderful time anyway. I did get to see some large women in crazy tight dresses and some shoes that Lady GaGa would kill for. Why is it that large bottomed women think we want to see them in skin-tight, so short we can see your business, skirts and dresses is beyond me.
C and L came by with the kids this morning. It’s always wonderful to see them. I get such joy in my heart just sitting and watching them play. And the way they naturally cuddle and touch is amazing. We were laying on the kitchen floor, printing coloring pictures from my computer, and they were both snuggled up next to me. Isla smells like heaven and is such a girly girl. And Harper is just becoming such a little man. He talks like a much older child. His comprehension is so far beyond his four years. I’m so in awe of them and the power they have over me.
Harper asked me today why I was sick and when I was gonna get better. I just told him that I didn’t know why and didn’t know when, but I was working really hard at getting better. He just said OK and went back to coloring. A little while later he looked up and said, “just don’t get too sick on me, OK.” I’m so in love with him.
Just hanging out playing cards with M now. He’ll take off soon to go home and another weekend will come to a close. The weeks take so long and the weekends just fly past.
I dread Tuesday more and more with every passing moment. I don’t want to restart chemo. I feel so healthy. I think I’m off for a bath and an early bedtime. Have a blessed evening everyone.