A quick health update. Next week, I have chemo on Monday, which will make for a miserable week while I recover. Right now, I should be feeling almost like normal. However, this problem with my chemo port continues. I had a CT scan, a regular ultrasound, and then a Doppler ultrasound—all to tell me that I do not have a blood clot causing the swelling and pain around the port. So, I have no idea why the area around it is painful and swollen. I left a message yesterday with the clinic asking them to rip out the port because it really is driving me nuts. Lying down exacerbates the pain for some reason, so I’ve had insomnia, and I nap two to three times a day to try to catch up on rest. The one good thing is that I don’t think as much about the aching numbness in my feet.

Last night was the first time I went out for something non-medical related in months. My beloved art guild had its annual potluck at the center. It was nice catching up with everyone. We arrived early at 6 PM. By 7:30, I was swaying in my seat, ready to go home to bed. I felt so good for about an hour, so happy to be there, then it was like a curtain fell, and I couldn’t wait to get home and crawl into bed. I had to wait another hour before we could leave. Still, I’m glad I went. The food was good, and the company was even better. 🙂

The weather’s finally turning here. Our nights are dropping toward freezing. Our days are in the 60s. Today’s the last day kids are in school before their weeklong break begins. It’ll be fun having them around every day, all day. Really. The girls have their unique personalities but get along so well. There’s always music playing, always lots of laughter. Even if I’m not feeling well, I’ll want to sit in the midst of all of that chaos. And dang! There will be Black Friday shopping, which we never miss, but this year, I will. 🙁

I’ll be working on edits for other authors today. I have two sets to wrap up over the next few days. I’m a very lucky person that my job lets me walk from my bedroom to my office and back, as I please/need. I can’t imagine going through all this and trying to keep a regular day job where I’d have to get dressed and put on makeup, make a drive, and smile all day. My head would be on my desk sobbing by mid-morning I’d be so tired. How do other people cope with something like this—especially if they don’t have a family to fall back on? I can’t even imagine it. I count my many blessings every day.