I love to cook and did a lot of that today. The kitchen is really my space in the house. Luckily, I can mess it up all I want and my husband will clean it up. He's one of the beneficiaries of my labors in there, so is perfectly happy to do it. I made spritz cookies with my daugther, apple cheddar muffins with my mom, and I made dinner for all of us to celebrate Christmas Eve. After all of my time in the kitchen, I was so pooped and my back hurt so much, I kind of thought I might have overdone it.
My mom leaves on Saturday to go back to California. Knowing what I know about how I will eventually feel (crappier) and based on what I feel like now, I am worried that I won't be able to do what she's been doing for me. Somehow I have to balance everything so I can manage to do the regular things at home - mostly kitchen stuff.
I'm also worried about staying occupied with things so I don't dwell on feeling crappy or on my situation. My mother being here has been a great distraction from all of that. Halle will still be home from school all next week, but she will most likely want to play with friends. Obviously. I can't drive yet and most of my friends have to work all day, so loneliness is looking like a big possibility. While I love watching Food Network, Giada, Guy, and Tyler can only hang with me in 30 minute increments and they don't really interact or anything... :)
The week after that, my last week of leave, Halle will be in school. I'm hoping to be off of the pain medication by then so I can drive her to school. Also, it will help me tremendously if I can get out - even to go down to Craig's work each day to have lunch with him or something. I can't just sit around at home. By then, I will hopefully be used to feeling crappy and won't sit around feeling that way. I would much rather be out and about feeling crappy if I can.
Tomorrow is Christmas. Actually, it is in 10 minutes here. I know the greatest gift I and my family have received this year is the knowledge that my Cushing's is gone and that I am on my way to recovery now from that and cancer. Not only do I feel the pain and changes happening to my body, I also feel the thoughts and prayers of my friends and family. So many people have been pulling for me, thinking of me, and keeping me in their prayers. I have never felt so much compassion and love in all of my life. It is such a good feeling and one that I know has truly helped me through all of this. Nothing can match the power of good feelings to uplift a soul.
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