I was able to get some sleep last night. That was a first in a while. And, tonight bodes well too. I feel a lot better.
Molly has her vacation spot all picked out (thank you Marv). So I can relax about that now. She seems to know too . . . I know that sounds silly but . . . my dog has been in a complete funk since my diagnosis. Moping around, won’t go for walks, doesn’t play with her toys, acts uninterested in food she normally goes nuts over etc. What does a dog look like when she mopes? Well, I don’t know, it’s hard to quantify, but she has definitely been moping. Well, like I said, she must know things are improving because today when I came home she acted pleased to see me and ran around the living room with one of her toys (this was her usual greeting when I came home). I completely forgot how she used to do that.
So maybe Molly can tell things are looking up. I do feel pretty good. And, my blood work looks pretty good – especially for one week out of chemo (which is when the blood work was last done). I will have blood work done again this Thursday. Hopefully it will be even better and I will have more red blood cells by then (I am in within the normal range right now, but on the lower end of normal). Still, I hope to get some better numbers this week.
I am a bit less anxious about surgery now. At least right now I am a bit less anxious. I went to a support group today and had an opportunity to speak with several women that have had the same surgery. They all got through it and so will I.
I also saw some friends there that are still going through chemotherapy. They are losing their hair, eyelashes and eyebrows. One of the gals was pretty choked up about it. I felt so bad for her. I still have eyebrows and eyelashes. I really didn’t want to lose either – for some reason the idea of losing my eyebrows and eyelashes bothered me more than losing my hair. I guess just losing the definition in my face. I don’t know. While I did not lose my eyebrows, my eyebrows did get thinner. But, now my eyebrows are growing back in. And my eyelashes, are still hanging in there too. But, I hear that you can lose your eyelashes a month after going through chemotherapy. Not something I am worried about anymore really. I guess I have bigger concerns It is funny what doesn’t seem important anymore.
I just looked at the clock and it is after midnight now, so my Dad is 80 years old. It is his birthday today – July 29th. Happy Birthday Dad. I love you.
Well, I am pretty tired. Hopefully it will be two good nights of sleep in a row.
Here is a picture of my Dad last year on his birthday with my brother Steve. And also a picture of my Mom with my nephew Matthew on the same day.