Well yesterday had to be one of the longest days of my life! I got there at 9 and got right in. I had to get the IV and all the pre dose stuff. That too til 1130 when I finally started getting the chemo. After about 2 hours and about 25cc later my legs hurt so bad and I had the shivvers and shakes so they had to stop it and it immediately went away. They gave me tylenol and another dose of benadryl and restarted me even slower! Well the benadryl made me sleepy, it was iv, and kind of unbalanced. Well I had to go to the bathroom, got tangled up in the toilet paper and pulled out my IV. My solid gold drug was spraying the bathroom! This was not a pretty site, I know some of you are laughing! Well the first thing I did was clamp off the meds, and left the TP alone. Then after I got the bloodflow stopped that I didn't realize was running through my green sweater and onto the floor I finished wiping my tushie! untangled the TP and got back to business. As I only have 1 vein that was their main concern. But she put a new IV right into that one vein. So I told her to speed it up as I was feeling better and not hurting and if it got bad she could give me more benadryl. It was 430 by the time I got done. Everyone else was gone except the nurse. I asked her if that was like detention in school for not being a good patient?
I met some amazing folks yesterday. All getting chemo for one cancer or another. I decided my disease wasn't all that bad just inconveniencing and somewhat painful. Some of them were old some young some middle of the road. Cancers: breast, liver, lung, unknow even....The lady next to me was so kind and probably 80ish, This was her second round of breast cancer. She had an inspirational book, can't remember the author, I am sure Bobbie, Rita, Ruth, Teresa, Vonda and Julie would know who it is. But anyway I just opened to a random story and it was how to accept death and make good out of it. It sounded so like something mommy would say or do. It had humor and I started to chuckle then cry and the lady asked me what was wrong, "she said I thought that might help you pass time and its supposed to be funny" So I told her about Mommy and Daddy and how it reminded me of Mommy. She said well just give it to God. I told her thats what I did, she said well give me back that book, I'll not have you crying all day! She wanted me to take it home with me! She was so nice, and I can't even remember her name. My brain has been fried died and laid to the side! LOL
Anyway, Rita, I do remember that her daughter works for Home Care Plus, in the office and her name is Lois Hayslett. I am sure she is the one I talked to when I would call about Mommy. I told her how kind they were to help us with Mommy and that they had been a godsend and then we switched to Hospice as she became worse. She said she was one of the original people that tried to get hospice started in Greenbrier Co. She had nothing but good to say about them, as did I. I told her how they offered to come and visit or just sit and talk even though they couldn't do anything for Mommy.
So as bad as the day was physically, it was also good spiritually!
Michelle, when I saw your German words I thought maybe we had someone new to add to the blog! LOL
German always looked gutteral gibbish to me and something I couldn't say without spitting on my neighbor when I said it.! LOL So when the girls learn something new, help them to post it and teach us too. That will help them as well as us! We are going global BABY! It sounds like a major ordeal to get to the grocery store. I guess I would lose weight there cause thats way too much work for me to go out to eat! That gives a whole new name to weight watchers! By the time you get to the grocery story from shoveling, putting on the clothes, walking in the ice, you would sweat off about 20 pounds. No wonder they drink beer like water there! And you would def. need all that bread for carbs. LOL Rita I bet Blain would like it in Germany! HA Dan and Lonnie too!
Quinton Jones, Nila Hill Jones', son donated 5 Gideon Bibles in Honor of Mommy, he aslo did this for Daddy. Rita can you send him a thank you card from the family; address is POB 24 Smoot WV 24977
I have received a card for mom and dad from some relatives in Florida, Scarbro is their name. It wasn't a sympathy card but a christmas card wishing the well and wondering about their health. Rita if I get you the name and address will you send them a card like you did the other folks. And I got a message from Lois and I am going to call her this morning after I get up. I talked to her often while Mommy and Daddy were living but never kept a number.
Bobbie I loved your prayer! Your words always make me cry, you could probably write something funny and I would cry just because it reminds me of Mommy! but thats a good think:)
Well we don't have school again today, looks like we are getting a nice head start on our christmas break.
Will blog more later.
Continue to remember me as you pray today, the thing I thought of most yesterday was if Mommy was alive I would've called her on my way to have prayer with her. So it was comforting to know that you all were standing in for her!
Love you all!
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