Singing the Blues

Boy, am I tired today. I've had a long, hard week. Mom had her first chemotherapy treatment last Monday and I've had a long hard week since. The only good thing that has come of it, is the bouncing up and down all the steps a hundred times a day has helped me lose four pounds this week! My poor mom has been so sick from the chemo, she hasn't hardly been able to raise her head off a pillow. She's had no appetite, and no energy. I drew her a funny cartoon of greenish cancer cells running for the hills, yelling to each other that they were given their marching orders, and that they had to find another body to inhabit, one less stubborn! I labeled it Cancer Cells On the Run! I hope she understands that the way she is feeling is all for the good...that even though she is feeling poorly, it is going to get better and to look on the bright side, if she's feeling poorly, so are the cancer cells! That is the moral of the story!!!!

All I can do is pray and hope for the best. I have faith that it will all work out. This is only the first week. She will go through 3 weeks on, 1 week off, then 3 weeks on, 1 week off. Then her doctor will take a cat scan to see if there is any change. Please pray for the best!!!!!!

Meanwhile I am exhausted. I'm pushing liquids. She isn't eating, and I'm pushing ensure and milkshakes made of ensure. She glares at me when I push these things but it is for her own good. She won't eat regular food, says she isn't hungry. She said the doctor said she didn't have to eat...NOT! She has to eat to keep up her strength!!!! I'm going to help her get through this. I think we're all put on this earth for a reason. I'll help her in every way possible and go to the ends of the earth to make her comfortable and to help her. She's my mom. She gave me life.