New York, New York

Our trip was everything you would expect from a whirlwind trip to New York City. What will I remember? Seeing the sites, the freezing temps, the great food, seeing Suffs, the Today Show and all the laughter.

Did I think about cancer every moment of every day? No. But I thought about it a lot. I felt my energy run down through the day. Sometimes I rallied, sometimes I didn’t. Thursday was hard because I kept thinking, “One week. One week. One week.” 

I teared up sometimes, but I think I hid it well. Got a little cranky sometimes, but thankfully I have good friends who like me anyway.

My Uncle Richard died last week, so no one in my family besides my niece Stacy knows what’s happening. He’d been ill for a long time and I don’t think he wanted to see the New Year, so he didn’t. I’m not posting anything on other social media because the family follows and that’s not how I want Aunt Patsy to find out.

It’s always weird coming home to an empty house. I miss my dogs. The coming week(s) will be hard as I have to keep them off my rack (see what I did there?) while I heal.

I got a text from HEB earlier saying I had prescriptions ready. I was confused until I was opening the app. Oh, for Thursday. Gabapentin (pain), Cephalexin (antibiotic) and Ondansetron (nausea). 

I’ve taken two vacation days and FMLA starts Wednesday. I just couldn’t see myself going into the office trying to “act natural” or think.