So here I sit two days out of chemo #4. I was supposed to have my hydration this morning, but the lovely medical delivery service messed up and forgot to bring me tubing. Well as I typed this the tubing finally showed up. Beanna will be back shortly, as I refused the other nurse they wanted to send yesterday. Yea, when you have cancer you can demand things. I demand nice nurses!
The kids are off with my parents and Jana until tomorrow. This morning they took them to the zoo to see the dinosaur exhibit and I think Dylan slept through the whole thing after he got terrified of a pterodactyl screaming at him. He will need therapy from that I am sure. I’ll start saving now.
Otherwise so far so good. I don’t feel just god awful which is a nice change. I have an appetite which is shocking to me, and just want a turkey sandwich. I am going to enjoy the next day to relax and recuperate in the quiet. I have my walkie-talkie and Zack has his. We are prepared! Oh and of course there is cornbread.
Have a good one folks.