Wow. I've been doing very well lately. Exercising, not having nightly meltdowns, and feeling pretty happy, overall. Of course there are reasons to be sad, upset, and melt-downy, but I'm trying to focus on the things I have control over. I guess it is even good for an agnostic person to have the Serenity Prayer on the wall.
Once I start exercising, the weight melts off. I think that is genetic. My muscle builds fast. Big-boned viking girl. I had Eddy take pictures of me to compare to later on. That will be a good thing later on, lol.
Dad is handling the chemo fairly well. He started last Friday and will have it once weekly for two more weeks (I think), and then another scan. I'm hopeful.
It's really a difficult thing. Acknowledging that my dad's time is very limited and trying to plan around that just feels morbid. Like we've given up hope. I guess the reality is that I have hope. I understand that the reality is that my dad will die waaay too soon. But I have hope that he will be able to see through the diagnoses, scans, medications, and side-effects and just be able to enjoy the basic things in a way that he never has before. I want him to be floating on a cloud of peace and love when he dies . That I am hopeful for. Sort of sounds like a Care Bears episode, huh?
Life seems to suck a good part of the time. Good thing, that the good things in life are amazing!
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