Day 1085 (3 years today)

So my tests all came back fine except the gall bladder. That part has to go.

I am scheduled for surgery Thursday and I am actually looking forward to it. Eating without pain and vomiting sounds really good to me. In all honesty, I’ve been sick since the summer. The first time I lost my dinner was in July and it’s been a vicious cycle since.

I ignored, downplayed, denied. All that stuff. Because that’s what we moms do when it comes to taking care of ourselves.

Maybe the timing is just plain serendipitous that my employer is having me read a book about self-care. I missed the workshop. Coincidence? I don’t believe in them.

In my defense, I am a care-taker for another person whom is more ill than I. So there is that.

Justin continues to do well. I drove him to the hospital at midnight three years ago today. Within a few hours, our lives were like a tractor-trailer flipped over on the highway.

It looked really bad.

Yet. Here we are. A little dented and scarred but scraped up off the highway and out of imminent danger.

Sometimes, we are just surviving. But, some days we thrive. I just registered Justin for swimming lessons at an indoor pool so he can continue physical therapy his favorite way. Justin hopes to join a swim team in the future.

Justin’s next round of chemo will begin February 1st. After that, he has 2 rounds to go, God-willing.

We very much appreciate continued support and prayers. Grace be with you, my friends.

A big shout out to my Nicky and the first ever GCCS robotics team for winning first place for their project and qualifying for the regional competition at Rowan University this Spring. I’m so proud of you, Nick!!


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