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Dad's colon surgery was a success. He doesn't have to do radiation/chemo at this point because his lymph nodes were ok. There was some other bizarre news, like they also removed his appendix? I am sure there's reason for it, but I just don't know when his appendix came into play. He seemed to get a little agitated when I questioned it, and well, it is what it is. Even though I am the eldest child, I am letting Brent run point guard on all this. I am concerned; I'll assist as needed. I've had to be a pretty self-sufficient person my entire life, and I absolutely love my dad. Two things can be true.
My focus is going to be on our children/grandchildren and my own health, though I am definitely concerned and involved as I am able with dad's situation.
Roman's radiation treatment seems to be helping, and that is indeed promising. It is visibly noticeable, and whether it returns everything to normal or not, it has at least stopped the progression and helped some. Thank goodness!
The grandbaby is not even a thing I ever really thought much about until she arrived, but she arrived just when I needed a special something. She's the cutest thing, and I love seeing her personality and sense of humor develop. I love seeing how Noah and Camie have embraced parenting.
Aidan is well into his senior year and last year of baseball. The plan is that he's going to Bama in the fall. Adam and I are going to miss having him here at the house because he's our pal during tailgate feasts, meals out, occasional movie nights, etc. We're just going to have to create some sort of new normal, which all parents have to do at some point. I am sure our new normal will involve visits to Bama, and hopefully, Aidan will spare us a little time for a meal out.
Maybe I have a kinder chemo cocktail, but at this point, I am handling chemo well. I have a few bad days every two weeks, I've lost some hair, I am a little more tired, I have the weirdest cold sensitivity that I absolutely hate... But the common consensus is that most people are surprised because they can't tell I'm on chemo or even weirder, how good I look. It's not a precise formula, but if I had to give advice for someone about to go on chemo, I'd say hydrate, moisturize, eat fruit/veggies as you're able because you won't always be able, eat protein as you're able because you won't always be able, walk a lot, get some sunshine, and try to live as normally as you can. I am glad I continued to work. I am glad we're doing life normally with Aidan's baseball, dinners out, family gatherings, getting the puppy...
Oh, yeah... we have the cutest baked potato of a corgi pup. His name is Roscoe. We've had him since Saturday, and other than his being undeniably cute, one other thing is certain... his puppy teeth are sharp.
My focus is going to be on our children/grandchildren and my own health, though I am definitely concerned and involved as I am able with dad's situation.
Roman's radiation treatment seems to be helping, and that is indeed promising. It is visibly noticeable, and whether it returns everything to normal or not, it has at least stopped the progression and helped some. Thank goodness!
The grandbaby is not even a thing I ever really thought much about until she arrived, but she arrived just when I needed a special something. She's the cutest thing, and I love seeing her personality and sense of humor develop. I love seeing how Noah and Camie have embraced parenting.
Aidan is well into his senior year and last year of baseball. The plan is that he's going to Bama in the fall. Adam and I are going to miss having him here at the house because he's our pal during tailgate feasts, meals out, occasional movie nights, etc. We're just going to have to create some sort of new normal, which all parents have to do at some point. I am sure our new normal will involve visits to Bama, and hopefully, Aidan will spare us a little time for a meal out.
Maybe I have a kinder chemo cocktail, but at this point, I am handling chemo well. I have a few bad days every two weeks, I've lost some hair, I am a little more tired, I have the weirdest cold sensitivity that I absolutely hate... But the common consensus is that most people are surprised because they can't tell I'm on chemo or even weirder, how good I look. It's not a precise formula, but if I had to give advice for someone about to go on chemo, I'd say hydrate, moisturize, eat fruit/veggies as you're able because you won't always be able, eat protein as you're able because you won't always be able, walk a lot, get some sunshine, and try to live as normally as you can. I am glad I continued to work. I am glad we're doing life normally with Aidan's baseball, dinners out, family gatherings, getting the puppy...
Oh, yeah... we have the cutest baked potato of a corgi pup. His name is Roscoe. We've had him since Saturday, and other than his being undeniably cute, one other thing is certain... his puppy teeth are sharp.