Sunday, December 7, 2014
Happy Peal Harbor Day- or Sunday.
One thing I have learned about myself. I don't realize how bad I feel when I am feeling that way. Sure I feel the aches and pains, and find myself zapped of energy but I go on with my day dealing with things.
A couple of examples: Early November if I took a bath, (ok we have a nice tub), getting up from the tub was a challenge. Yesterday I just popped up out of there. Early November the shopping I did was at Walgreens, less walking, and easier. Yesterday I went to Wal-Mart. This is something I haven't done in a long while. I walked all around the store and was fine. I even was awake when Deanna got home last night and took her to a Chinese restaurant (9pm). Earlier in the month I was sleeping by 9pm. So something is helping me, and I am enjoying each day like this.
It will be my 24th wedding anniversary on Friday. Because of her work schedule we will do something on her day off Wednesday. Lets hope Tim's body cooperates this time. On our 20th anniversary, we sat at dinner at Harry Carry's, with a room upstairs at the Westin. So what did I decide to do, faint during dinner, get taken away by ambulance. They wanted to keep me in the hospital, but I had a wonderful room at the Westin. The one and only time I did something against medical advice. We went back to the room, had McDonalds, and ended a horrible night. Great room, great beds, but really disappointed.
Each day I feel like this is a gift. I know I am on a roller coaster. But for everyone reading this, every day for each of us is a gift. Fine we have to do some cruddy things some times, like clean the house and maybe spend an extra long day at work, but think of the alternative. Think about the kid that I see getting chemo. Think about the people in your own lives and family's having to deal with a loved one going through something like this.
I guess my next task is what to get her for the 24th. I know there is a list, there is a golden anniversary, silver, but I think I know. The 24th anniversary is Bourbon. That will help her deal with me and all the crap that goes along with it. Time to Google Bourbon gift baskets.
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