I have been sad, scared out of my mind - sometimes I find myself in complete denial, but I haven't been mad until today.
The past few days have been hard on my body.
The irony is that before all this I felt fine, truly I felt awesome. I am head over heels in love with my husband, I adore my job, and my children are my everything. I was even in Onederland (those who struggle with their weight know what I mean).
Then I started chemo, for the first few days it was ok - then not so much. The discomfort is all part of the process, - I got this, I can do it.
But yesterday my babies saw me sick. It was hard on them - it was hard on me.
This morning my beautiful little boy woke up crying. With tears in his eyes he said, "Mommy, I don't want you to have Cancer anymore."
I can promise you this, if Cancer was a person I would have punched her right in her dag-gone face. You can hurt me, but not my babies.
Next time I have a game plan. My medical team has explained that my body will react similarly to treatment each time. So now I know that next time days 4-8 after chemo I am going to have so many playdates and diversions planned that the babies will know only the joys of childhood - not the yuck of mommy's chemotherapy.
Thank you all again for your prayers and love, they have meant the world to all of us.
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