I am in pain. I am nauseated because of the pain meds. I hate this. The port hurts. I can only sleep on my back, can't lay on my side at all. Today has been a fog of pain meds and finding food.
My colleagues sent a card and a gift. As I said before, they are the best! Vic got teary-voiced as he was reading some of the words of support. I couldn't read because of the pain meds. Is my dear husband "dealing" with my cancer?
Daughter Jenn had a melt down Wednesday night after my surgery. She was holding her breath and can now breathe she says. Sound familiar in one of my blogs about breathing? I am worried about her. I am worried about Christy. Are they able to deal with their mom's cancer? I wish they would tell me.
My brother and sister-in-law were here on Sunday. I needed to see family as it kept me busy. They have purchased some of the Dinner's Ready-type meals and Christy will put together for us tomorrow. Thank you Mike and Steph! We really need the meals as it wasn't something I got to on my "checklist before surgery".
Cancer is expensive, just in case you want to know.
Vic supports my wish to have a wig of my own hair. It is costly, close to what our mortgage is. But if it makes me feel better about me and cancer, I want to do it and he supports it. As he said, he is a man and can't relate to a female losing her hair.
We don't know if the health insurance company is paying for the genetic testing - $3200. In fact, we may have to pay my health insurance premiums if I go on "leave without pay" status for too long. That's $1100 a month. Now isn't that silly? What part of "leave without pay" gives anyone the idea that we would have the money to pay the $1100 a month premium?
I am hoping that tomorrow is a better day and I can cut down on the pain meds. Days like this are expected during this journey. And it's okay.