I have to tell you about the vacation of a lifetime. We had been planning a trip to St. John for months. The plane tickets were bought, the house rented, plans made. Then I got my news and it was touch and go on whether it would happen. When the Dr. said it was ok, I was thrilled. THEN, I schedule a bone marrow biopsy for the day before we left. DUMB! After it was over, the nurse came in and said I couldn’t swim in a pool, hot tub, or especially the ocean for 7 days. I was livid but still planning to make the most of it. If I counted right, I had One day to snorkel. It would have to be ok.
I obeyed and stayed out of the water. (It was not hard because I love just watching everyone else have fun). Best memory of the trip? Thanksgivng evening. We had a traditional turkey meal at a restaurant early that afternoon, then came back to the house where Mallory prepared us for coloring our hair. We laughed, Connor played Disney songs so we sang the familiar tunes, danced and laughed more. My cousin Devette went blue/green near her neck, Mallory went purple on her ends, I went pink and Connor went full on green. It was hysterical! Ken (Devette’s husband) prepared the foil and helped with the mixing and rinsing. Curt just sat back reading and watching the fun. I knew it was magical when he and Mallory danced together.
I forgot about the stuff to come so many times that when the topic came up again, I couldn’t believe how long I had gone without the thoughts crossing my mind. So, when I am hooked up to machines and feeling bad, these are the memories that will get me through.
Tomorrow is answer day when Curt and I meet with Dr. Bruce and I will make another post with answers to our new questions. Keep praying because as the days click off closer to chemo time, my anxiety grows. I know God has me, but human feelings creep through.