Skiing With a Fever

That’s the best way I can think of to describe how I feel. Body aches all over as if I had a fever, but I don’t.  Plus, my hands and feet are numb and tingly as if I just came in from a day of skiing. So I’m spending my time mostly horizontal and dosed with Percocet. 

But I’m case you wondered what the perks of having cancer are, see above photos. First, my babies love to curl up with me. Granted, the little one is setting tantrum records this week... but when they are sweet, they are very very sweet. 

Second, I may have mentioned this before, but cancer in your 40s means docs and nurses keep saying how YOUNG you are!  And after 40, I’d given up on hearing that again.  Each week at chemo, I feel like the young spry one.

Finally, surprise packages, cards, gifts. Two goodie boxes arrived today from friends near and far, with incredibly thoughtful and lovingly chosen items. I’m like a little kid getting a package from grandma - it’s awesome. (And at least today I could tell the husband that the packages piled at the door were not a result of my own sick bed retail therapy.)

So thank you all ❤️  

Now the kids have gone to the playground and I must nap. 💤