4 Days Down...

Well, let's see. 4 days down out of a 21 day cycle. The laundry is caught up, the kitchen is clean. I am avoiding the bathrooms, because I detest cleaning bathrooms. (this is not a call to arms. I will get it done...eventually.) I'm tired, I have a lot of bone pain. I blame my best friend Ann for that. She came to the house and gave me my Neulasta shot. But, I thank her, because that means one less trip to the Dr.'s office. The boys are doing well, Gabe and I have had several very honest conversations with each other. That's a lot to shoulder at such a young age and I feel like I am burdening him to lighten my load. That being said, he usually initiates these chats, we both cry, hug and look forward to our future. I told him I was proud of him and he seems surprised. I explained that he's grown so mature, a true example of the man I hope he'll be. Strong in mind, body, spirit, self, God. He appears to me to be my shining beacon. I love him so much. Park and Rye, well, they are having a blast with mom being home so much now. I have become the target of many Nerf darts. And, I'll honestly say, 3 weeks ago, that would have really annoyed me. The fact that they don't, yet, view me as ill, and want to play with me... does me wonders. Even the dogs have benefited greatly, they are enjoying many more treats these days. My mom and step-dad, nephews, sister, have all been wonderful. Hugs, foot rubs (which I admit, I exploit.) you name it my family his there for me. My dad calls everyday to update me on the prayers of my extended family, and offer his support.
To each and every person who has included me and my family in their prayers and hearts, for every meal, lunch, hugs, tear shared, phone call, email and text message...I thank you profusely. It's so easy to be come isolated in illness and you make me feel still a part of the outside world. Thank you, thank you, thank you.