Life is Funny

Hello Everyone! I first want to tell all of you who have been checking for that new and hopefully interesting post, I am totally sorry. This post is totally overdue! Well there is a funny little story called "Life is Funny."

To remind everyone what is currently going on, let's start with the basics. My chemo pills are started on a Monday and taken for 5 days. They get taken at night so most of the immediate challenges are able to occur while I am asleep which has been working pretty great. The pills taken on Thursday and Friday night are usually the ones that start to make the days feel like crud. I loose energy, food interest, a various set of internal problems, and a whole lot of general nausea. Then, the pills are completed and following Saturday and Sunday are the worst days of the month. Those move up from cruddy to worse than cruddy. Life keeps on moving and Wednesday and Thursday my body starts shifting back to normal. This keeps up until about Saturday or Sunday of that following week, giving me two great weeks before we start it all over.

Well this delay from the blog just happened to be the start of my two great weeks and Hallie's onset of horrible flu. She is able to keep most of her kids sickness away but this one totally kicked her butt! For a week she was useless and I was both the Dad and the Mom. Whewwwwwwww. So many things to get completed and done that was totally wearing me out. I was taking care of the totally sick dream woman and completing both parents jobs, assistance and practices. Whew again I thought. Well, another issue hit Hallie and after a visit with her awsome "woman only" doctor and the emergency room doctor, I have had a few more days of being the one who was in great health to do, help and complete MANY different items. She has almost returned to normality and I just got started thinking about this whole series of events had been dealt with by me, the "sick guy".

It is a pretty wonderful and unique situation that after so many months of ups and downs, I got to be the one that was given the honor of being the caretaker. We in the fire service as either a paramedic or firefighter love to be in a position to give some needed help to a stranger, but to be the one who gets to deliver that joy and love to a close family member is amazing. She has worked so hard in many different areas to assist me since this all started and I finally got to spend a little time and be her helper and caregiver. I believe that she is one her way to being normal again and I am sure that as life goes on I will be the patient who needs more help and support but I just want everyone to know how I am very happy to have given a great woman a few moments of special love.