
Since Dad, Katrina, and Lisa had to go back to school, I asked Peter to work from home so I could take my mom in for her Chemo. She is amazing. I had heard how great the hospital was, how pretty, what great doctors they had and all of that but I was honestly amazed. I had no idea how hard it was. It just felt so sad and so overwhelming. As I watched them try to access her port I was trying to hold my lunch down and try not to cry. I looked down at my phone and then walked to the other side of my mom. I showed her pictures of my kids first day while they got her all hooked up. The chemo went fine, (they said her type of chemo will never make her sick though she will go numb in the fingers and toes and she has already lost her hair) and when we were done we actually went out to one of the best lunches ever. We went to Red Lobster because both Peter and Dad don't like fish.

We shared a platter with salmon, steak, and coconut shrimp. We laughed and talked and then went to get a Birthday gift for my dad at City Creek. We had fun but it was very draining emotionally. I came home and went to talk to Peter and cried. Hard. For a long time. I had no idea it would be that difficult but I wanted to go back. I asked Peter to arrange his schedule so that I could take her every week. He did and by a miracle I found a woman willing to pick Martie up at 10am on Wednesdays, let her sit with her daughter while she volunteered for pizza day, and then send her to kindergarten at noon. I am writing this not to complain but to say that hard things can be wonderful at the same time. The Lord is watching out for us and he knows how much we can handle and how much he needs us to do. I am grateful for this trying experience and can't wait to do it again next week.
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