Number 9

Here we are partaking of round #9!  The light at the end of the tunnel (or should I say empty toilet paper roll) is increasingly becoming closer and more focused.  I am truly so ready to be done. The endurance part of this journey is wearing me out and taking it's tole.  But I am invested.....and wanting to finish strong.  I am feeling a little drugged and loopy, so in other words....readers beware.  When I read this tomorrow , I am sure it will be like I am reading it for the first time.  What a pleasant surprise.....I could get used to this granny amnesia.  I think it  follows this granny cancer disease quite nicely.  

As you can tell my view from the comfort of my chemotherapy suite bed.....is amazing.  Hubby doing work as he sits with me....supporting and keeping me company.  I love him!  And am so thankful for his constant support and love.  I would have not survived these last 9 months without his help. (And neither would my new found friend...the psychiatrist )  With out his help, she would have had more work than is humanly possible!)  HaHa  He is a compassionate and wonderful Husband and Father....I am lucky.  My angel mother is coming later this week to help out.  Don't know what I would do with out her help as well.

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1:  Warm blankets
2:  Another adorable baby quilt being bound for someone special..
3:  IPad close so I can keep up with my email box and police Jeff on what he posts onFfacebook....  And speaking of Facebook and stalking...I have had a lot of friends go on exotic, warm vacations this month. (Dirty Jerks!)  ....needless to say, I am living it up through their great photos!  Keep them coming! :)
4:  Handy Chemo bag with everything from gum, lotion, cinnamon lip gloss, extra feel good drugs, a good book hand,  sanitize, scissors, thread and another quilt, just in case I am fast with my work.
5:  Jeff:  Mr Worker mouse, trying to juggle everything on his plate as well as my appointments and insanity.
6:  Chic-fil-A breakfast sandwich and cold drink.  Anyone curious at why I have not lost weight on Chemotherapy?  There is the evidence!  I slurped that cold caffeinated soda it like it was going to be taken from the face of the earth.  As soon as the Oxalyplatin is running through my veins, my cold drinks are toast!

Jeff snagged this photo...i was OUT.....and quite a few more times throughout today!
God Bless America and Good Sleepy Drugs!  

My  nutritional nightmare, white trash comfort food lunch.  Milk (1% because I think that I am fat.....I really could have whole if I wanted--Napoleon Dynamite!) Cream of wheat, cold English muffins, a little honey, and for old times sake LUCKY CHARMS (Did I ever tell you that I lived of those things during radiation?)....because we need all the luck we can get!  Oh and some room temperature Diet Pepsi's and and Andes Mint just because the lunch ladies are nice! 

Treatment today took about 8 hours....we did not leave the hospital until around 3.  We love the nurses, and they are so attentive, loving and good.  But today seemed to drag and we did a lot of waiting.
Jeff and I conversed with one of my favorite nurses and another patient about our journeys and how fast life flies by. This patient just had his last child get married, and now he and his wife are empty-nesters.  He mentioned quite a few times that he wished he and his wife would have more children to fill their home.   Our conversation tugged and my heart.  I am so thankful for who we are able to share our lives with.  Friends, loved ones and especially our sweet children that make our house a home. It was a hard conversation to listen to.   I don't want the good days of life to zoom by...(maybe just the hard ones!)   And I cant have my 4 grow and leave to quickly.  We'll just keep taking and enjoying one day at a time!

Love and Blessings to you all this week!  :)  ---JaNae