While there is a lot of pain and indignities that go along with being a chemo patient, there are also a lot of joys, pleasures that come even during the pain and frustration.
-Sweet eleven year olds who don’t care if you’re sick, they just want their mom.
-Fourteen year olds who still want you with them even though you’re bald and kind of gross.
-Husbands who will rub your back for hours just to soothe the aches.
-Movies with my mom and Lyss, even when you don’t feel good.
-Friends who are amazing and sweet and kind and never forget to check in.
-A mom who is always there, always supportive, always understanding even though she’s got enough going on in her own life.
-An understanding employer who makes it easy for me to come and go as appointments are made and kept.
-Christmas!!
-Sleep.
-Healing incisions that lead to more and better sleep.
-Christmas socks. It’s December 1st, I’m now allowed to wear Christmas socks for the rest of the year. Wheee!!
Like I said, it’s the little things that bring joy that really get use through the little things that cause angst/frustration. We will get through it because there’s no other choice.
A mom, a dad and two daughters. We're living ordinary lives with a twist of 5p- (Cri du Chat) for spice. But we're about so much more than our younger daughter's genetic diagnosis.
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