Saturday, July 15, 2006
It's Friday...whew
Amy had a pretty good day; she was hungrier, actually ate three meals and was able to keep it all down! She ran a few errands with Brittany, but other than that, kept a pretty low profile. Our church held a spaghetti dinner and silent auction to help raise money for our MOPS (mothers of pre-schools) group tonight and we took the kids (minus Brittany as she went with her friends to the county fair). It was nice to see Amy get out. The dinner was good and I bid $15 on 4 tickets to see a Minnesota Twins game of my choice…my bid won! It’s too bad they don’t play the Red Sox anymore this year; it would have been fun to take Trevor to see his favorite team.
For Amy, this has been an emotional and tiring week. The fear and anxiety of starting chemo gave way to the reality of nausea and lack of energy. The nausea has gotten better as the week progressed, but it makes my wonder if this will be the cycle each week she’s on it; start off sick to her stomach and as the week passes, so will her nausea…just to start again come Monday.
For the kids, their days go on…they carry on with their play, their classes or their activities. The younger two; innocent and blissfully ignorant of all but the fact that their mom is sick and that mom isn’t as accessible as she used to be. The older two try and pick up the slack and they run interference to help their mom get the rest she needs.
For me, this has been a long week. There were never enough hours in the day and I feel emotionally and physically drained.
This is Amy's story as seen and told by me - V
For Amy, this has been an emotional and tiring week. The fear and anxiety of starting chemo gave way to the reality of nausea and lack of energy. The nausea has gotten better as the week progressed, but it makes my wonder if this will be the cycle each week she’s on it; start off sick to her stomach and as the week passes, so will her nausea…just to start again come Monday.
For the kids, their days go on…they carry on with their play, their classes or their activities. The younger two; innocent and blissfully ignorant of all but the fact that their mom is sick and that mom isn’t as accessible as she used to be. The older two try and pick up the slack and they run interference to help their mom get the rest she needs.
For me, this has been a long week. There were never enough hours in the day and I feel emotionally and physically drained.
This is Amy's story as seen and told by me - V