It's chemo day. Mom should be at Dr. G's office and starting the whole process of kicking cancer's ass right now. I don't know how she's doing, but I'm pretty shaky, and my stomach is doing flip flops. Not sure why - I have faith that this treatment is going to do it's job, but I still feel like I just slammed about a twelve pack of Mountain Dew for some reason. AND I was so distracted this morning I forgot to brush my teeth or even put deoderant on. Good thing I keep extra supplies at work, just in case!
I didn't get back to posting last night, which was going to remind you all that today was chemo day. Send prayers for healing please!!!
I'm not the only one who has been doing some writing. When mom first found out that something was "wrong" - she didn't really want to talk about it, even though I'm sure she had a ton of questions and worries, and so did the rest of us. So when my dad had told me she didn't really want to talk about it, and then mom told me the same thing, being that mom has been writing stories for the last couple of years and whatnot, I thought well fine. Don't talk about it. But at least write about it. So I got her some journals and gave them to her. And she has been writing.
She stopped by the house yesterday to pick up her "chemo bag" stuff. What a grand "caregiver" I am to make her come get her own stuff, huh? I hadn't had a chance to get her a bag yet, and was going to try and get the stuff to her last night while Alec was bowling, but couldn't get any assistance from Alec's dad to sit at the bowling alley while I took the stuff to mom and dad's. Anyway, mom stopped by to pick the stuff up and left me a folder with some of the things she's been writing down. I read them all last night. She made me cry, and she made me laugh (which is just our way, I guess). But it also gave me some insight into what she has been feeling about all this. She's a very good writer, and I hope someday that either her Thomas books are published (stories about a little boy with autism) or that some of her other writings are published. I think it's a great outlet (heck, I'm blogging, right?).
So, I had this idea about her chemo bag. I told her I couldn't find one that I liked, so what I thought about doing was getting her a canvas bag (borrrrrring) and some sharpies, and having her write the name of every individual she encountered from this path she is on on the bag. She's always pointing out how people do things and don't realize how many people it touches or affects. So I want to have visual documentation of those that mom encounteres from this whole situation. I think it might be pretty amazing to see how quickly that bag fills up with names. So, that's my project for tonight, is to finally get the bag and get it to her this week.
I will try to post later, after talking to mom and dad and finding out how chemo went.
Oh, and for those of you were left with the cliffhanger from yesterday - I'm not sure if I'm happy about the Thundercat reference by my niece. The characters are ripped, and have tah-tahs that I've always wanted. But they look like He-Man inbred with lions. Still pondering that one, Abagail :o/ LOL
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9:30 - Dad called to ask me a question about setting up the Kindle that he got mom. He said that they had just started her anti-nausea infusion about 9:15 and that was going to take about 20 minutes. Then they would start the infusion of one of the other drugs. I'm not sure which order these are given in, but will find out.
He said mom was doing fine. She was ready for him to skeedaddle as soon as they got there. I told him to stay. I think at least the first time, he should stay just in case she has some kind of a reaction. He said he might go to the library down the road to get her a library card for checking out e-books on her kindle, come back and check on her, then maybe run to Ford to get some parts for his truck. I told him if he needed a break or needed to go do whatever, to give me a call and I could take a long lunch hour to come over and stay with mom.
He said the office wasn't very busy this morning, and that there was only one other person receiving an infusion right now. Hadn't seen Dr. G yet, but I'm hopeful that he will stop in and check on how things are going at some point today.
That's all for now.
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3:00 - Mom called. I missed her call as I was being taunted by the maintenance guy about my "initiation" tomorrow at work....psh! Called her back, she sounded GREAT. Said they got home about 2:30 and she's all infused. She feels good, and said using the port was just a very minor little pinch and a little pressure going in, but nothing coming out. She said she sat and wrote for a while, slept for a while, and then at some point she realized the other lady in the infusion room with her was someone that was a couple of years older than her and dad that they had gone to highschool with. Crazy.
She did say that the nurse (?) or whoever was giving her the infusion said she thought that mom was going to do really well through all this by the way things went today. That's great to hear!
So, first chemo in (not down, but in). We just have to wait and see how the next couple of days go now.
I made plans for Alec's Christmas break (do kids REALLY ever need TWO weeks off of school???? They get the whole darn summer off, for pete's sake!) and have that all covered between vacation time and the babysitter. Now, to tackle the fact that I need a new babysitter as of January 23rd... better get busy on that one.
I didn't get back to posting last night, which was going to remind you all that today was chemo day. Send prayers for healing please!!!
I'm not the only one who has been doing some writing. When mom first found out that something was "wrong" - she didn't really want to talk about it, even though I'm sure she had a ton of questions and worries, and so did the rest of us. So when my dad had told me she didn't really want to talk about it, and then mom told me the same thing, being that mom has been writing stories for the last couple of years and whatnot, I thought well fine. Don't talk about it. But at least write about it. So I got her some journals and gave them to her. And she has been writing.
She stopped by the house yesterday to pick up her "chemo bag" stuff. What a grand "caregiver" I am to make her come get her own stuff, huh? I hadn't had a chance to get her a bag yet, and was going to try and get the stuff to her last night while Alec was bowling, but couldn't get any assistance from Alec's dad to sit at the bowling alley while I took the stuff to mom and dad's. Anyway, mom stopped by to pick the stuff up and left me a folder with some of the things she's been writing down. I read them all last night. She made me cry, and she made me laugh (which is just our way, I guess). But it also gave me some insight into what she has been feeling about all this. She's a very good writer, and I hope someday that either her Thomas books are published (stories about a little boy with autism) or that some of her other writings are published. I think it's a great outlet (heck, I'm blogging, right?).
So, I had this idea about her chemo bag. I told her I couldn't find one that I liked, so what I thought about doing was getting her a canvas bag (borrrrrring) and some sharpies, and having her write the name of every individual she encountered from this path she is on on the bag. She's always pointing out how people do things and don't realize how many people it touches or affects. So I want to have visual documentation of those that mom encounteres from this whole situation. I think it might be pretty amazing to see how quickly that bag fills up with names. So, that's my project for tonight, is to finally get the bag and get it to her this week.
I will try to post later, after talking to mom and dad and finding out how chemo went.
Oh, and for those of you were left with the cliffhanger from yesterday - I'm not sure if I'm happy about the Thundercat reference by my niece. The characters are ripped, and have tah-tahs that I've always wanted. But they look like He-Man inbred with lions. Still pondering that one, Abagail :o/ LOL
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9:30 - Dad called to ask me a question about setting up the Kindle that he got mom. He said that they had just started her anti-nausea infusion about 9:15 and that was going to take about 20 minutes. Then they would start the infusion of one of the other drugs. I'm not sure which order these are given in, but will find out.
He said mom was doing fine. She was ready for him to skeedaddle as soon as they got there. I told him to stay. I think at least the first time, he should stay just in case she has some kind of a reaction. He said he might go to the library down the road to get her a library card for checking out e-books on her kindle, come back and check on her, then maybe run to Ford to get some parts for his truck. I told him if he needed a break or needed to go do whatever, to give me a call and I could take a long lunch hour to come over and stay with mom.
He said the office wasn't very busy this morning, and that there was only one other person receiving an infusion right now. Hadn't seen Dr. G yet, but I'm hopeful that he will stop in and check on how things are going at some point today.
That's all for now.
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3:00 - Mom called. I missed her call as I was being taunted by the maintenance guy about my "initiation" tomorrow at work....psh! Called her back, she sounded GREAT. Said they got home about 2:30 and she's all infused. She feels good, and said using the port was just a very minor little pinch and a little pressure going in, but nothing coming out. She said she sat and wrote for a while, slept for a while, and then at some point she realized the other lady in the infusion room with her was someone that was a couple of years older than her and dad that they had gone to highschool with. Crazy.
She did say that the nurse (?) or whoever was giving her the infusion said she thought that mom was going to do really well through all this by the way things went today. That's great to hear!
So, first chemo in (not down, but in). We just have to wait and see how the next couple of days go now.
I made plans for Alec's Christmas break (do kids REALLY ever need TWO weeks off of school???? They get the whole darn summer off, for pete's sake!) and have that all covered between vacation time and the babysitter. Now, to tackle the fact that I need a new babysitter as of January 23rd... better get busy on that one.
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