Ok, so yesterday was a "poor me" kind of day. Having cancer stinks!

1. My life is totally not my own. Everything is worked around and between doctor's appointments, treatments, blood tests, and did I mention doctor's appointments?
2. I feel like a prisoner - I probably won't even be able to go to my grandson's baptism because I'll be in my "low" days!
3. When I went to one of my many appointments - at the hospital - I thought to myself, "Self, do you realize how familiar this place is going to become to you and how well you are going to get to know the nurses here? Oh, goodie."
4. Remember the drain I had removed? Well, I now have a little pouch of fluid under my arm because the drain isn't there to let it out.
5. I have a headache most of the time and the only thing that helps is Excedrin, which I can't take too much of right now, because it contains aspirin, which thins my already thin blood.
6. I can walk, maybe a mile, and it takes me 30+ minutes and I'm breathing hard!
7. Rain, rain go away - I need sunshine in my day!
   

Jeesh - call a waaaaambulance!!!!!

Ok, I've pitied myself well and smacked myself around. Now I shall try to play the "Glad game". For those of you too young to know about Polyanna - sorry. So I'll revise the list, shall I?

1. My life isn't my own, but I'm glad this part isn't forever and I certainly can't complain about side affects up to this point. My bathroom has NOT become my new best friend. On a more serious note - this is what my Heavenly Father is asking of me right now. I keep thinking of the hymn "I'll Go Where You Want Me to Go". Huh - I don't sound too willing to "go" do I?
2. I may not be able to go to Ethan's baptism - but I'm glad I have Ethan! And I have Zoe, Jackson, Crash, Lexi, Aspen, Haley, Max, and Skyler! I am such a lucky grandma!
3. Even though I do have to go to the hospital a lot and going there isn't particularly fun--I'm glad it is a cheerful room with a beautiful view of Timp and lots of sunshine. And look at all the new friends I'm going to have that I wouldn't otherwise, including the sweet nurses!
4. The pouch under my arm isn't getting bigger, red or warm - so I'm glad it isn't getting worse, I'm not in danger, so knock it off!
5. I'm glad I can at least take the Excedrin some of the time!
6. I'm glad I CAN walk - and the air smells so good and fresh and it does me a lot of good mentally if nothing else.
7. Well, I still want the sunshine! :)
   

Here are some more things that I am glad for: I just remembered that I never showed you some of the cards that my primary kids in Jerusalem sent me. This first one I liked because she made it open so cleverly:

Then this is what was on the inside:

This one was made by a special friend of mine. Not only does she want me to feel better, but she shows me sick in bed - with her visiting me - and then me better! I love it!!

I'm glad for all of you, your prayers, support, love, concern. I have the best friends, family, and neighbors in the world!

One last thing - I've decided to help those of you who could come to visit, to know when my low days are. During those days, I will hang this sign on my front door. [Kent added the biohazard signs!] :)



I feel much better now that I whined and I am SO grateful for the blessings I have received so far in this adventure - many of them through you and your prayers and help!