#27.... it is becoming a blur, and the time between each treatment shrinks. I am not brave, I am not strong.....I am doing what it takes to live my life, because I love it so much.
Those green chairs feel like home, no longer intimidating, no longer scary......just a part of my life.
The nurses are old friends now, we know each other, our lives have meshed......strange as it might seem, I look forward to seeing them. Louis, my chair buddy and partner in crime, was there today.
After his health scare last month, seeing his face today was a joyful occasion. He looked so good, so much healthier than last time.
This evening has been restful, tomorrow will be a couch day. Yesterday it was 75 degrees, tonight it is already in the 30's......maybe a walk, a short walk to the barn tomorrow.
How can lying in a big green chair be so exhausting? How can the clear jelly be so good for you, yet make you feel so bad?
Wednesday night, hump day.......wishing you all the sweetest of dreams, may the rest of your week be as easy and smooth as a big spoon of honey.