Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Get ready to celebrate! One week from today is my final chemo. Then when I’ve recovered from that, it’s on to my surgery. Don’t have the details, but will probably have a better idea in three weeks to a month from now.
Yesterday I had to go in for one more shot to boost my white blood cells. I was possibly scheduled for today and tomorrow, but the blood work yesterday determined I didn’t need any more. Wish they would have discovered that before giving me yesterdays shot!
That afternoon and evening I was reminded of how achy you can feel. I resorted to Tylenol before bedtime so I slept well.
I think last week was my lowest spot as far as emotions went. I had felt well until I discovered I needed more shots this week to boost my white count. I’d felt so well, I was sure I didn’t need more, but a blood test proved otherwise. Isolation was beginning to get to me. Thank goodness my roomie from Kanuga called having just returned from her trip to Europe. She had had a marvelous trip and spiritual experience. For the last two years since her husband died, she had been unable to pray. In a church there she opened up and prayed for the first time. Her experience reminded me that we all go through dark periods and mine was so small compared to hers.
Many lessons still to be learned; so keep those thoughts and prayers coming my way = and thank you for your support.
Jane,
ReplyDeleteYour post from today moved me to tears. That is hard to do. Don't like the wet stuff falling down my face.
Know that your spirtual journey has prepared you for what must be some of the lowest points in someone's life.
Yes, we all look death in the face from time to time in our lives. Family, friends, people who are important to us -- spouses. But looking at our own mortality is so hard. Even though you have such a wonderful support system with doctors, nurses, church family and your family. It has to be scary at times when you have to hide away because your blood count is low or you feel so bad that you just can't move outside of the comfort area -- home, bed, etc.
know that the weekend that I spent with you and reading your blog has reminded me that healing is so much more than meds, treatments, being busy doing nothing, and shots. It is about laughter. It is about feeling and thinking yourself whole. It is about listening to your still small voice. It is about trusting that your prayers are heard and listening to others about their prayers strengthens and heals us.
Thanks for reminding this old nurse about what is really important in the healing process and what is important with family.
Love ya,
Debbie
Thanks for yor long commcnt As a nurse and loving family member you've walked the same path.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Jane