Well let's get all caught up here. Wednesday I got in another 20 minutes on the treadmill only this time I walked quite a bit faster actually got my heart rate up. Thursday I had a Dr's appointment to follow up on the surgery and get the next phase in treatment rolling. After the appointment I had to go to lab work again then we went to the grocery store so by the time we got home I was so tired I never made it to the treadmill. Today I plan to do at least 20 minutes again. So the next step in treatment begins Monday. I see a radiation oncologists that afternoon to talk about the radiation treatment what to do, how to do, what to expect and all that. Right now I am so tired I cant stand it. It takes so much energy just to sit here on the computer. I did make through the whole day at work today barely so I guess thats an accomplishment in itself. I am tired of feeling tired. Its been this way for months but when it started I had no idea that I had a tumor let alone cancer. I just chalked it up to having a busy life and stress. My DR assures me that in a few months I feel 100 percent better. I am holding out for that day! Sometimes it is what gets me through the day just knowing it will get better. And on those times when I am so tired and just dont think I can take another step I just stop whatever I am doing pray to GOD for strength and comfort to get me through. It always works! I am so looking forward to this weekend. Not that I am going to do anything special but the last two weekends I have been in bed recovering from surgery and was not able to go to church. I am going this Sunday no matter what! On another good note and answers to some prayers. I thought today my parents were going to have to put their dog to sleep. Poor Billy has been having difficulty standing and get falling down when he tries to stand. Mom took him to the vet today with the expectation that the vet would say it is time, but he didnt! He said overall Billy is a very healthy dog. OLD but healthy. He thinks the problem is just servere arthritus so they started Billy on some meds to help him. Mom seems to think they are already working. Thank GOD! That dog mean everything to my Dad, it would destroy him to have to put Billy to sleep! They were blessed to day in not having to take that step.
Blessed Be
Fisherman's Prayer: I pray that I may live to fish until my dying day. And when it comes to my last cast,I then most humbly pray, when in the Lord's great landing net and peacefully asleep that in His mercy I be judged BIG ENOUGH TO KEEP!
Friday, April 27, 2007
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