That just made my day.
anderyn just called to check in on me. In the midst of all her problems she called to check on me!
This is what a true friend is.
And then she told the kids it was my birthday and - God love and bless those babies! - they sang "Happy Birthday" to me ... from their hospital beds! And it made my whole day!
This may very well be my last birthday and it hasn't been the greatest. My sister called and she was wonderful ... for so many reasons. And after the last two weeks I really needed to touch base with her as she is one of the few people who know what is going on. Plus her job gives her an understanding as to what I am feeling and experiencing that truly does make her my touchstone.
Did my brother call? Uh ... no. Not even an invite to come over for dinner tonight. And they only live about ten minutes away.
So I am currently getting drunk off my ass - which I am sure is not very wise given all the medication I am on. But I no longer give a damn. I know there is a steak and onions in the fridge waiting for dinner ... if I am sober enough to cook them. Plus I went out in a chemo-induced fog last night and got a three layer chocolate cake that I finished this morning. Just right for a diabetic who is dying.
But I don't care anymore.
I have spent the last two weeks under complete stress with no word from the doctor - even though it was promised. Now I have another week until I can see her and I have to wonder if I will even have an answer then. So now I drink and eat sugar-laden foods and do everything I shouldn't because I have a God-awful feeling that I won't be here much longer. Not to mention I still have two fully loaded insulin pens in the fridge...
But thank God for true friends like anderyn! I don't know what I would do without her.
Love you lots, old friend!
Back to drinking...
This is what a true friend is.
And then she told the kids it was my birthday and - God love and bless those babies! - they sang "Happy Birthday" to me ... from their hospital beds! And it made my whole day!
This may very well be my last birthday and it hasn't been the greatest. My sister called and she was wonderful ... for so many reasons. And after the last two weeks I really needed to touch base with her as she is one of the few people who know what is going on. Plus her job gives her an understanding as to what I am feeling and experiencing that truly does make her my touchstone.
Did my brother call? Uh ... no. Not even an invite to come over for dinner tonight. And they only live about ten minutes away.
So I am currently getting drunk off my ass - which I am sure is not very wise given all the medication I am on. But I no longer give a damn. I know there is a steak and onions in the fridge waiting for dinner ... if I am sober enough to cook them. Plus I went out in a chemo-induced fog last night and got a three layer chocolate cake that I finished this morning. Just right for a diabetic who is dying.
But I don't care anymore.
I have spent the last two weeks under complete stress with no word from the doctor - even though it was promised. Now I have another week until I can see her and I have to wonder if I will even have an answer then. So now I drink and eat sugar-laden foods and do everything I shouldn't because I have a God-awful feeling that I won't be here much longer. Not to mention I still have two fully loaded insulin pens in the fridge...
But thank God for true friends like anderyn! I don't know what I would do without her.
Love you lots, old friend!
Back to drinking...