Saturday, January 9, 2010

I think I may be dying...

Okay, I exaggerate a little bit. But, there is some amount of adrenaline-fueled issues coming to the surface.

I was going to do a day by day, but suffice it to say that, with a BAD week-long hospital stay in the middle, I've been working my tail off to get us settled. Everything I did was to prepare for the worst-case scenario in the surgery. Our entire focus was keeping The Boy happy an healthy while we prepped for a tragic set of news.

Then, a miracle happens. The beyond-best-case-scenario resulted. Then, everyone in the house got sick, leaving me by myself with The Boy for around 20 hours per day all week. Thankfully, he healed much quicker than we could have hoped, and we got home this afternoon.

And, now I'm sick. Not surprised, but my stomach and sense of balance has entirely given out. I knew there would be a price to pay, and now I'm paying it. One can't run on adrenaline and emotion forever, and it's time to pay the piper.

I'll get over it. It should be done in a day or two. Then, it's back to the hospital: Monday, admitted for checkup, renal function test, and 5-day chemo, #15.

Hopefully, I'll make it through this one as smoothly.

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