We are officially suburbanites, wow! A huge thanks to our realtor Kelly for such an easy process but the biggest thanks for the surprise of Christmas lights on the home. How thoughtful is that!! The actual move was successful yesterday. Can’t believe we are out of good ole 1601 Indiana, what a great apartment it was for the past two years. Our parents were the MVPs of the past two days, on both ends of the move. We are so appreciative! One of the best parts of this house too is we are only 12 minutes (precisely) from Sheila, Moe & Hadley. Sheila and H came over yesterday and let me tell you how fun an empty home is for a 2 year old. Who needs toys when you have empty kitchen cabinets! H is the best, such a little character.
No stopping there this week though. Today I have labs for the surgery tomorrow & our chemo class at 4pm. Bring on the pro tips!
My port surgery is tomorrow at 9:30am. I’m told this “mini surgery” should last about an hour & then they’ll keep me for a half hour or so to make sure everything is all good. Pray for a quick and easy process. I of course am scarred for life at the idea of surgery, so hopefully tomorrow will restore my faith that not every trip to the hospital is that bad!
Let’s get to 3pm tomorrow though because that’s when one of my best friends Hilary lands in Chicago!! Last time we were with Hilary, we were in sunny Key West watching her marry her Prince Charming (don’t let her call you anything else Andy!) so although circumstances are a little different this time around, there will be no shortage of laughter and fun this weekend. On our agenda: figure out the wig situation, wear nothing but comfy clothes, decorate for Christmas, mani/pedi, soaking up every last moment of “regular life” before chemo & radiation begin, and there’s no better partner in crime to do that with! Rumor even has it that Hilary may be rocking a Kane jersey to day 1 of chemo, stay tuned!
As for me, I’m hanging in there. The physical pain gets better every day and I’m getting around significantly better with each day that passes. Getting out of bed and standing up are the two tasks that still are hardest but I’ve come a LONG way. As the physical pain continues to subside, I’m more and more aware of the emotional/mental battle of everything that’s happened. I had a couple rough days this weekend processing it all. I’ve always been a worrier and let me tell you point blank, you can’t be that with a cancer diagnosis. My faith is being challenged in a whole new way and I feel it sometimes by the minute. Keep praying for us. And bring it on. I said to Kevin yesterday that this is all going to make me such a better person on the flip side because the things I’ve always struggled with most in life, I will have to master in this battle. That’s a win I guess?!
Keep us in your thoughts & prayers tomorrow with the port surgery. And let it be an awesome weekend full of Christmas magic and “normalcy.”