Chemo # 1 is now seven days in the past.
Awoke this morning to see the sunshine (always a good omen in Chicago), blue sky, and a red robin looking for worms.
After seven days of starving, trying to eat two mouthfuls, thinking of puking, oh, I am hungry, I need to lay down, things have improved. It is recommended to eat 5-6 meals each day. I tried for every two hours, sometimes even at night. Oatmeal at 2 am tastes quite good. I craved a glass of milk, yet that sent me into horrible cramps. So, NO DAIRY products for a while.
Our daughter Rebecca and Eleanor, 22 months, flew in from Boston for the week. It is wonderful to see them again. Becky is my organizer and sorter. The garbage pickup items and items for World Relief will be plentiful. And I also have clean windows, curtains, and many corners looked into thanks to her helpful skills.
Amazingly, their are times, like watching for Tom Skilling to let us know the weather for tomorrow, that Don and I experience brief moments without thought of pain, cancer cells, or the future. We thank the Lord for each and every day we have had and look forward to another one tomorrow.
This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24
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