Another week into the history books. Another list of Thankfuls.
Thankful for another year. I might have had a birthday in the last week. I bought a juicer and a used treadmill. Hmm... these times they are a-changin'! I am pretty sure those are things that old people or health nuts use. I think I like my blender better than the juicer, though. I like the whole fruit, not just the juice. 1/4 pear, banana, 2 handfuls of strawberries, 1 handful of blueberries, protein powder, small chunk of spinach, kefir and skim milk. Mmm, it's what's for breakfast. And I am working on the treadmill, but am fighting with my left arm swelling when I exercise, so short spurts.
Thankful for laughter. There has been a lot of it the last few days, and it does a soul good.
Two wonderful ladies have taken me to rad this week, and we have made the rounds of topics - raising kids, taking care of parents and the role reversal, school, crazy crummy cancer, church plans, girly stuff - not much off limits - and all accompanied by lots of laughter.
Then there are these boys that I live with. Colby saw a lemonade stand story on TV. He then wanted to ask his aunt (who makes yummy fudge at Christmas) if she would make him 20 or 30 pounds of fudge so we could sell it like a garage sale and raise money for toys. 20 or 30 pounds of fudge, Child? For toys? For you? Made by your aunt? Hmm... you call and ask her that, cause I am not! It took a while to tell her the story because I was in a fit of laughter when she answered the phone. Evan brought a buddy home to help with homework, and they were just crazy silly, loud, obnoxious, and kept me in stitches over nothing worthwhile today.
And then there is this crazy PT that I was hoping to never see again, but am back hanging out with way too soon. She was a little bit of sanity and laughter in helping me with range of motion in July. Now it's working on lymphedema in my arm. While one more complication of crazy crummy cancer really ticks me off, at least we are entertainment for each other while dealing with it. There's plenty of laughter from the treatment room.
Thankful for food. You know that food prep and "what's for dinner, Mom?" are not things that I excel at. I tossed out on facebook a request for frozen crock pot meals that I can pull out as needed when I am gone all day. I have several bags from coworkers and former coworkers. Last night it was some delish bbq spare ribs, and I think tonight is mostaccioli.
Thankful for 6 out of the last 8 years as weekend-option prn. It has kept me home more during the week with the kids. Tom and I debated for most of the summer about what my job would look like in the big picture of life. The last 2 work weekends it was not rocket science that 2 12-hour shifts are harder than they used to be, and won't get better for a while. While I could have used 4 hours of fmla each shift, at some point I have to be realistic and look at what is fair to my employer and even bigger than that, what is fair to my patients. It kinda feels like cancer won, but I know it needed to happen. And, it means that I only have to work 1 weekend shift a month when all the dust settles, so that is a family win. Tom has done a majority of the weekend parenting for Colby's entire life, and I am tired of missing all the fun stuff!
Have a good weekend, y'all. We have some fun plans to look forward to. Promise I will share pics next week.