So day 3 of chemo is going smoothly. The captain says it (the sick, gross feelings) comes in waves and only a few a day...most of the day he feels OK to fine. Every night I say "only 3 more to go" "only 2 more to go" Me thinks he thinks I am NOT a natural born cheerleader, because he just rolls his eyes and swallows the pills. Maybe I should make up a really long and annoying rhyming chant about chemo and brain surgery...that should work...Anyhoo, this (the whole not really too sick thing) is a huge answer to prayer. Thanks for your continued prayers and all...I know it is a major part of this all going well.
A close friend had a baby girl today. So sweet and precious and a wonderful reminder of God's goodness and plan, as well as His hope and joy. I love babies, especially if they are my friends babies. Isn't it funny how you do not know this baby, who they are, who they will be, what they will be like...and yet we love them automatically, just because they belong to the ones we love so much. I know when I had Caden, I was overwhelmed at how many people loved her for no other reason than they loved me and Andy. This feeling was magnified 10 times over at her funeral. Why would so many people show up and stay for a service for an 8 month old who they never met, or did not know very well? Because they loved us so much....an overwhelming and wonderful feeling.
I was a little nervous about visiting the hospital...not because I hate hospitals or anything...this was the exact hospital where I delivered Caden and this is the hospital where she died...which was the last time I was there. So I was anticipating, well....anything. If I cry, I cry, If I get angry, I get angry...but nothing doing. It was a non-issue. I went to see my friends baby, I saw her, rejoiced, and left. It was a good visit. And as I left and drove past the ambulance entrance where I rode with my daughter for the last time...I thought, Thank you God for being there... at a time like this.
This is also the hospital where we will deliver the Riggster in just a little over 2 weeks...2 WEEKS!!! I am sorry, I panicked for a second there...I still have things to do...stuff to buy...bags to pack...I HAVE NESTING TO DO!
But, I am tired...maybe I will do it tomorrow...