I can do one thing a day.
Not counting my shower.
I sleep the rest of the time.
If I try to do more, the pain grabs me quickly, nausea steals my food, and my body collapsed wherever I am whether I am ready for it or not, whether I am in a safe place or not.
It has taught me a lot about pacing, which I needed, and a lot about my own body, which I didn’t know I needed.
I save one of my things for the kids, usually helping the toddler get dressed and taking Five to school.
Sometimes, like today, Nathan asks me to save my one thing for him.
That’s how we got here, with surprise free tickets to Les Mis:
I. Could. Not. Believe. It.
Les Mis?! That’s way better than cancer! It is also way better than being stuck in my chair at home! What a surprise!
I like how our life is beginning to be our life again, not just surgery or cancer or fostering. Just living.
That’s worth putting on your best hair!