It is always good to face a weekend with D home! Yesterday, Sam's birthday, was bittersweet. 'Twas another one of those "firsts,".....not being able to celebrate your child's birthday with them. I know the day should not make a difference, and that he will be home to celebrate it with his birthday dinner tomorrow, but the day held a brand of emptiness anyway. It will be fun to have our traditional viewing of his birth day video. My favorite moment is when they wrap Sam up and lay him in his dad's arms for the first time. Still gives me goosebumps.
My gut is still very off. I feel as though the intestinal lining of my stomach has changed quite a bit. Food and drink does not seem to be absorbed readily. Everything is sloshing around in there and making noises to high heaven. I will have to talk to my oncologist about this next week and see if it could be related to the new drug they added, or if it could just be a latent side effect of the original chemo cocktail. It is not keeping me from eating, for which I am very grateful, but I do look several months pregnant by the end of the day.
I am going back to work at the nursing home for a couple of hours on Monday when they are going to be short-staffed. I am excited! I have missed my old folks! One of my assignments is to go up to the Alzheimer's wing; and I am going to bring all my "old-time" music and play the piano for them and have a singalong. It will be good for me to be back in a giving mode, even if just for a couple of hours. Thanks, Julie, for needing me!!
For you have delivered me from death, and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of LIFE. Psalm 56:13