Healing

I am currently in bed with the flu. It is no fun. I started coughing a little on Friday morning, and it got more intense throughout the day. By Saturday, I had a fever of 101, body aches, congestion, and still had a cough. I literally spent all day in bed. I went to Urgent Care at about 5PM last night. Their computer system was down, and I ended up waiting for an hour and fifteen minutes. The nurse that helped me wore a yellow face mask the entire time because she was pretty sure I had the flu, and she was preparing to leave for Asia for a month-long trip.

Today, I am feeling much better. My fever broke at around 11 last night, and now I'm back down to my usual, colder-than-normal 97.6-98 range. I'm on Tamiflu, which btw is super expensive, and I am also taking Advil PM. Man that stuff works.

Ben and Roman cleaned up the entire downstairs for me. :) I was hoping that my keys, which have been missing since Thursday night, would have turned up, but they did not. Yikes!



Mom is doing much better too. It's nice to see her smiling again. The doctor finally gave her good news on Thursday - the cancer was all removed! For those of you who don't know - she was diagnosed with breast cancer on October 30. They did one lumpectomy, and reported that they did not get everything and had to do a second one, and take out lymph nodes too. The second one was very painful because they took lymph nodes from under her arm. Becca and I stayed home with her the day after because our dad had to be at work. The doctor called her and said that the cancer had all been removed and that the cancer had almost lead to her lymph nodes - the blood vessel leading to the removed nodes had cancerous cells in it, it the node did not. It was caught JUST IN TIME. We are so thankful because one of the two types of cancer that she had was a very aggressive, invasive kind. The kind that is not comparable to a mole.

Due to the nature of her second kind of cancer, they gave her the option of undergoing chemotherapy treatments as a safety precaution, to help insure that there aren't any rogue cancer cells in her body. She will have 9 weeks of chemo, and then 6 1/2 weeks of radiation. The chemo will definitely cause her to lose her hair. She has already gone and picked out a wig to wear, as well as some hats.

She has been so brave through all of this. I don't know how she does it. I feel like I would be a wreck. I feel like my own selfish vanity would have taken control at this point, and I would be wallowing in the despair of being bald. But that is not at all how she is handling it. She is excited. Excited to have a way to protect herself from it returning. And I know that she chooses to have this demeanor partly for our sakes.


The house is in the process of being Christmas-ified. It is so much fun decorating a HOUSE - OUR house. I have dreamed of this for so long. I will post pictures soon!

Nap time!