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It has been a week since I wrote. I never intended for it to stretch out like that. Time flies when . . .

The blood work for the chemo reveled a low red count. They went ahead with the chemo and then I had to come back on Thursday for two units of the red sticky stuff. The blood took longer to infuse than the chemo. Dan hung with me for Wednesday’s treatment and Pam took a turn for the vampire party. Kudos’ to them both because even I didn’t want to hang out all morning like that. I am so blessed to have both Dan and Pam taking care of me. They each bring something different to the table. As detailed and organized as Dan is with my medications and my appointments and his appointments and the kids lives, he doesn’t get that feminine need for TLC. He doesn’t have time to baby me. And probably doesn’t think it is good for me to be babied. Maybe he is right, but sometimes I need to be babied. He has been working on that more and more, but the babying is mostly Pam’s job.

Pam was nine years old when I was born. I am her little sister. In her mind, it is her job to baby me. I have to admit that I like it. Heheh This morning, for instance, we went to yet another new church. (Once again, the regular pastor was absent, as was the entire music program except for one guitar and it’s master and a young lady singing besides him. Go figure) We walked into the Fellowship hall and the congregation from the earlier morning service was milling about. Dan and I waded into the crowd looking for someone to direct the children to their classroom. When I turned around, Pam was gone. When she resurfaced, she was sporting a more comfortable chair for me than the pew offered in the sanctuary. She also had in tow a woman ready to slide the chair in where ever I wanted it. Hahah Pammywammy.

Men and women look at things differently. I love them both. Pam is going to have to go back home soon and that is breaking my heart.

“How am I doing?” you ask. Well, fair to partly cloudy. I am both doing good and not so great. As far as my mind is concerned, I am clear headed. I slept well last night - better than the night before. This goes back and forth. Physically, I have missed most of the pain today in exchange for a different feeling. I am having problems making my left shoulder and arm work right. I cannot hold up the arm and open and close my fingers to grab something. I think it is nerve damage from the chemo. I will discuss this with Dr. Pain tomorrow when I see him. “Dr. Pain” works in the hospital’s Palliative Care Team. Dr. R. wants me to see him so that he can adjust my pain medications to a workable level. I met Dr. Pain when I was in the hospital. I like him. I think he will be able to help me.

Remember when I was in Moffitt getting the extended chemo and my hands were jumping as I typed? They are doing that again. I have OTC Thiamin to take (B1), but it’s only partially effective at the moment– with my left arm not working, the jumpiness is increased.

When I sleep through the night, the next day is better. If I don’t sleep at night, I have a harder day. I am going to as that before you lay your own head down to sleep, pleased say a prayer for me to make it through the night. Thank you ever so much.

Prayer is the key. Pam and I have been praying together morning and night. Changes happen when you pray. God works mightily when you believe in what you ask. How do I get through my day? With God’s Love and guidance. With patience and perseverance. By setting the devil and his tricks aside and Honoring the Lord in his place.

God is good.

All the time.

Please, pray with us.