Checking In, and A Gift

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 Today is a blessing.


If you've never experienced it, or been close to someone going through it, just believe me, chemo is a real thing. Dave and are learning the cycle, midway through our first week.

Yesterday was very hard. Today is better. Today is a blessing.

I feel poisoned. There's an awful taste in my mouth. But I took a little walk up the hill to the community garden. I couldn't have done that yesterday.

I took some photos on the way for watercolor. At the garden, some lovely person left two beautiful zucchini out on a picnic table as a gift.

I can only eat bland right now. I've been struggling to find things I'm willing to put in my body. I've made promises to eat whether I want to or not. Those two little squash will go so nicely on a bed of rice today. I'm grateful enough to the gift-giver to cry right now.

We're nearing the end of the first week of treatment. There are 23 more like this to go, and this is only induction chemotherapy. After that will be the true challenge, intensive chemo and stem cell replacement. 

Today I'll work on cash flow models and budgets and I'll watercolor and I'll rest and I'll eat. I'll love everyone who is being so wonderful to me right now, and most especially the best man I've ever met, my husband Dave.

We're going to get through this but damn, looking ahead at the next 9 months is a bit daunting.

I'm grateful for today. Today is a blessing.

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