Thank you!
I'm kind of a Grinch about Christmas, but you guys are making me have fun this year. I adore getting mail that isn't bills, and so I send many thanks to alchehmilla, slipperieslope, and shirebound for the lovely holiday cards and greetings. Many blessings to the three of you in the new year ahead!
I've been having a rough week, possibly the combination of weather that's trying to kill us all (ice, bitter wind chills, now snow) and my chemo. Fatigue is a side effect not only of my chemo drug and the Avastin, but also of my newest blood pressure medicine (added because for some unknown reason the bp went crazy a few months ago). After dragging around at work all day, trying to avoid all the people with colds and flu, I find myself snoozing on the sofa all night under a pile of chilly kittens until Rich puts me to bed and rubs my back.
Yes, Rich is one of the good guys.
Every day is a blessing, even days like this with the snow falling sideways outside my office window. Sometimes it's just hard to remember that while I'm walking through the snow, trying to keep it out of my eyes. My oldest cat, Tony, says I'd have no problem remembering if I stayed in bed with him all day (I wake up every morning with Tony on my pillow. Then he migrates to my chest, trying to convince me to stay down for five more minutes.)
I've been having a rough week, possibly the combination of weather that's trying to kill us all (ice, bitter wind chills, now snow) and my chemo. Fatigue is a side effect not only of my chemo drug and the Avastin, but also of my newest blood pressure medicine (added because for some unknown reason the bp went crazy a few months ago). After dragging around at work all day, trying to avoid all the people with colds and flu, I find myself snoozing on the sofa all night under a pile of chilly kittens until Rich puts me to bed and rubs my back.
Yes, Rich is one of the good guys.
Every day is a blessing, even days like this with the snow falling sideways outside my office window. Sometimes it's just hard to remember that while I'm walking through the snow, trying to keep it out of my eyes. My oldest cat, Tony, says I'd have no problem remembering if I stayed in bed with him all day (I wake up every morning with Tony on my pillow. Then he migrates to my chest, trying to convince me to stay down for five more minutes.)