It's a wonderful life

Here was my weekend. We got invited to a neighbor's pajamas Christmas party. How awesome!!! It gave me the excuse to buy cute pjs instead of my raggedy sweat pants. Then we walk into the house that will soon be filled with complete strangers and I have an SVT attack. So I excuse myself to the bathroom trying to purse-lip breathe and praying that I will convert back before I have to embarrass myself with either passing out or calling 911. I finally feel "normal" and begin to mingle. Then I see a momma holding her baby who has spit up all over her. I race over and start dabbing up the mess because that is what we mommas do. As I kneel down to clean the few drops that landed on the carpet, I hear this noise and a torrential rain of vomit covers my arm and neck. If I didn't know better I would have thought this kid was possessed by the incredible radius of vomit that encircled the area. Anyway, I cleaned myself off and went back to my snacking of course. Who is jealous of me??? :-D Seriously my name should be Murphy. On another upside, how cute is my baby girl? 

Heart to Heart

Today started as an ordinary day. I was not thrilled at visiting a third doctor in the last 10 days to say the least. It was a visit to the cardiologist to talk about fixing my SVT (supraventricular tachycardia). This was a long overdue visit because the chemo and recovery had taken precedence the last 4 years (which I still can't believe it has been that long). Anyway, I was heading out and a dear friend Amanda blessed me with a God-moment. She told me that she was so glad that I am healthy enough now to be able to deal with everything else in my life. I answered my usual yeah of course, but as I got into my car, I was floored... Absolutely!!!! Praise God that I am healthy enough to stop surviving and to continue living. Praise God, I get to go to an appointment that does not involve life-shattering news. Praise God I can have a procedure done to make my quality of life better, and take another medicine off of my daily roster. I have to admit, I battle frequently in the valleys of anger and self-pity. I sometimes, subconsciously, put on my cancer goggles, and I see all the ways that cancer messed up my life and my plans. I have a thyroid that is shooting craps, I have permanent visible scars all over, I don't have nearly the amount of energy I am used to, and the list could go on and on. I was so overwhelmed with humility that I cried all the way to the doctors office as I considered all that I do have now because of and in spite of cancer. I am more than blessed for my beautiful messy life. So for now, I am content and happy that life is good, the holidays are almost here, and I can put off any more tests and procedures till the new year. God is good...

                                                       and here is the proof!!!


PS For a health update, I was put on thyroid meds to help with a multitude of things. I have a PET scan first week of Feb and a cardiac ablation Feb 26th. Prayers would be most appreciated.