Nobody said anything about what would happen to me.
Me? I'm up about 12 pounds from our diagnosis of two months ago. So what happened? A lot, gentle reader:
- Too much schedule interruption due to doctors' appointments, surgeries, work obligations,and other running around
- Way too little sleep due to stress
- Way too much food, especially all of the incredible food that so many have delivered to us. All of it was so delicious, and everyone was so kind. Nothing was better at the end of a long day to know that we'd have a great meal ready for us.
- Way too much alcohol, trying to address the stress and lack of sleep mentioned above
Am I whining? Perhaps a little. But please know that I recognize that in the grand scheme of things, my woes are basically irrelevant compared on what my wife, and so many others, had and have to endure. I know that for sure. It still doesn't mean I have to be happy about what I see in the mirror.
Via our meeting with the oncologist two days ago, all of the cancer is gone. Now we need to work on my gut.
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