Time to update. Where to start? I'll start with the good stuff, Colby. He's doing great, fantastically awesome! Can't say he's had the most fun summer, but God love him, he's hanging in there. He's remained healthy and that's the main thing. We've been trying to get him outside to practice driving, but you have to get him out there darn early. He seems to overheat easier than ever. He gets that honest, huh? Waiting to get the communication device, with the new eye gaze system loaded on it, back from PRC. Imagine that, waiting for a piece of Colby's equipment. He's getting ready to turn 9 in less than a month. Unbelievable isn't it? So incredibly amazed and proud of that boy. Hard to even find the words.
Here's been my week so far:
Monday, sucky day. Had an appt with my ENT. Pathology report shows I do have papillary carcinoma, in other words, thyroid cancer. Oh goodie. So now what? He thinks the surgery I've already had "should" be all the treatment I need. However, since pathology did in fact show cancer cells, he wants to be very proactive and take out the other side of my thyroid now. Super duper. For weeks all I would say is "I have a nodule." Trying to shift my thinking to "I have cancer cells," but for the most part I'm in denial. And if you don't mind, that's exactly where I'll stay for a bit longer I think. Just going through the motions, doing what needs to be done. Now I, along with Colby and all those who have to work extra to help me take care of him while I recover, get to go through this bullshit again. Surgery is set up for the 3rd week of August, which is a week after Colby starts school. I'm not happy about the timing at all. I'm the only one who knows Colby's morning school routine. Guess it's time for someone else to learn, huh?
Tuesday, sucky day. As you know, I've been working with a realtor and trying to find a house. Colby has simply outgrown this apartment. The layout isn't what we need for his equipment and quite honestly, I'm just so over apartment living. I want us to have a cute little home of our own. So I found this house. Loved it the moment I saw it. Loved it even more when I looked through it. Made an offer, it was accepted. Exciting stuff, right? Then came the home inspection. Not exciting, more like disastrous. Turns out there are some items that the seller needs to fix before I will take it. I doubt very seriously if they will, but I'm willing to give it a try. So that's where we are right now. Waiting to get a quote on what it will cost to fix the problems, then going to see if the seller and bank will agree to the repairs (it's a short sale). If not, then I walk away. Can't stand the thought of not getting that house. Breaks my heart.
Wednesday, sucky day. Seeing a pattern here? Worked at the hospital and that went fine. Had a bit of a headache but nothing I couldn't handle. By the end of the night I had a full blown migraine. I only get 2 or 3 a year, thank goodness, because they flat out stop me in my tracks. I had to call the ex and have him put Colby to bed. All I could do is take a migraine pill, lie in bed with an ice pack on the back of my head, and cry, which really doesn't help but I couldn't help it. Took about 2 hours, but I got better. Well enough to text anyways, haha. Never too sick for that, right? Once Colby was tucked in, I went to bed too.
Then today, after 10 hours of oh-so-needed sleep, I had a freakin' great day! Today is the best I've felt since surgery. No headache, no dizziness, no fatigue, no just feeling "off." I even exercised for the 1st time in over 3 weeks. Maybe I just needed to have a good cry and get it all out of my system. Maybe it's just time for me to start feeling better. Can't explain it, but I'm not going to question it. Very thankful for a day where I felt like the old peppy, goofy Amy I've always been. Hoping tomorrow brings more of the same.
Don't forget about the upcoming Avon fundraiser, July 9. Proceeds go into our "make a house Colby accessible" fund for when (not if, but when) we find the right house and need to build items such as a wheelchair ramp, roll-in shower, etc. Details on Facebook and I'm e-mailing invites/fliers tomorrow.
Nighty-nite all. Hope your week has been less dramatic than mine. But things are looking up for me and everything is going to be okie dokie. Right?
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