1 Week/19 Days - The only Way Out is Through...

So here we are... 1-week post-Chemo Cycle 1 - and 19 Days with Mom in hospital.  I will not lie, the last week has been rough - I felt like a truck ran me over and just kept rolling over me every day. It is humbling, annoying and frustrating to go from being super active, in the gym 5 days a week,  working 2 jobs, traveling, living life, and then all of a sudden, you have to rest between the house and the mailbox (WTF). The fatigue and nausea are awful and the overall crappy feeling. But each day, I wake up thinking today is the day! Today, I will feel better. I go through the motions. I make the coffee, feed the dogs, make some breakfast and sit to watch the news...unlike a typical morning, these past few days, the dogs get two breakfasts, the coffee goes in the sink and I end up vertically on the couch. But yesterday, I thought, what if this is the new normal? On our way to the hospital, we picked Nick up from his college class (I love that) and Dana asked me if I had seen the view? I had not, but to see it, we had to walk a huge flight of stairs (normally, I would have taken them two at a time and raced her) but instead, I said "let's go - if I can't make it we will rest or turn around (the new normal).  We did it, I made it and the view was amazing. I enjoyed that moment, felt the sun on my face, and had a good laugh with my sister. Sometimes, going slow is not so bad,

Today, my mom is supposed to get discharged from the hospital. She is not capable of living alone at this point. She needs 24/7 supervision and is a "fall risk" - she will go stay at Dana's for a week or two and then we will re-evaluate. Our goal and hers is to get her back to independent living. Send the prayers please....February is another long month.