Good Week!
Wes finished all his appointments for this week and they all went very well. He has been feeling really good, even after his two treatments on Wednesday. Now, please understand when I say that he is feeling really good this week, that is to say that he has only been feeling tired and nothing else.
Not one headache, no aches or pains of any sort and he is still able to do pretty much anything he wants. He just needs to remember to do things in moderation and part of my job is to remind him. Someone once asked me if Wes was a good patient...not always! Haha. The doctor encourages him to stay as active as possible, but again, everything needs to be in moderation.
He went for a short walk by himself yesterday morning, which he often does, ok so it was to get sliced bread for sandwiches for lunch from the Safeway across the street, but he still had to walk to get there and back - haha.
In the afternoons we like to go for long walks together and enjoy the beautiful weather. It's been a bit on the messy side this week, but it's always nice to get out and get some fresh air.
The radiation techs are so happy that he is doing so well. They really questioned him this week about how he was feeling and were very glad that he is doing so good. We didn't tell them that he was snowblowing last Saturday, but they'd probably cheer him on.
It is very hard when you see others sitting in the waiting room who are so obviously sick from their treatments and/or disease and your heart goes out to them. This is why I appreciate when God gives me little moments to laugh and forget, if even for an instant.
And even though Wes and I are going through a difficult time we still appreciate others sharing their laughter and joys with us. Like Walt & Heather becoming Grandparents to little "Noah John" - hurray! Or our friends (yes, we have more than one set of friends!!) Ron & Ruth also having their first granddaughter "Arianna Nicole" - Excellent!
I remember shortly after Wes was diagnosed we were in Triangle for breakfast and we were talking and laughing and we had numerous people come to our table in visible relief.
"I was so glad to hear you guys laugh" they would say "I feel so much better now!" Were there mornings that I sat across the table from Wes and cried? You betcha! But you can't live your life around your tears, it was literally draining the life out of me and choking the life out of Wes.
So, yesterday there were patients in the waiting room and I joked around and laughed with them when the water dispenser went on the fritz and one of the receptionists (the one with the great laugh) and another girl were trying to fix it and the receptionist got soaked. She was laughing and trying to dry off when she decided that they should let the water guy fix it.
"We need the guy to come and replace it but he only comes on Thursdays" the receptionist said in disgust, her hands on her hips.
"Oh," said the other girl "Sooo, he's coming today then?"
The receptionist thought for a moment and when it hit her that it was Thursday she burst out laughing again, then looked at me with a grin while she rolled her eyes, "My days are completely mixed up this week."
Everyone in the waiting room laughed with her because if there is one thing that every person sitting in that room understands it's days that are all mixed up.
Shortly after we were done laughing, silence hit the waiting room and we all went back to our respective newspapers, magazines & prayers, when a gentleman walked in and sat down across the room. I recognized him as the man who brings his wife every day from her hospital room on a stretcher. He is very gentle and caring with her but, I could tell that he was really stressed.
A nurse came into the waiting room and sat beside him and without hesitation he began to talk. His wife was coming home he said and he was feeling overwhelmed. He had been told that she needed a smaller bed and he had bought a twin sized bed and moved himself out of the bedroom. He was going back to work on Monday, because he really needed too, but home care could only start on Wednesday. He never waited for a response from the nurse, but simply poured his heart out. His world was changing so fast and he had no way of stopping it.
As he was talking they brought his wife out because her treatments were done and they asked if he was going to take her up, because he always did. He quietly shook his head...he needed a minute. His wife raised her head to look at him, but he didn't return the look and the aide wheeled her away. His heart was breaking and I can only imagine the thoughts running through her mind as he stayed behind. He was really struggling, you could almost see physically how burdened down he was. I prayed for him as he continued to share with the nurse and he was still talking when Wes walked out from his treatment and I quietly took his hand and we walked out.
We came home today, yes, there was some ice on the roads and there's always one or two who just don't know how to drive during that first snow fall. But, we came home. Wes looks good, he feels good, yes he gets tired, yes he's losing his hair (only in the areas that they are radiating), but he's all in one piece. He knows who I am (how could he forget!), he's still one of the funniest people I know so his sense of humor is still in tact, he's still gentle-hearted and caring, he's still got the common sense that God gave him. He's a gentleman, a great father and my best friend
If there is one thing that I could say to those of you who are married and you are happy and content in that marriage...TREASURE it...if not...WORK on it...if you've married your best friend...THANK God for him/her...if your spouse is a great parent to your children...TELL them...when you go for a walk...HOLD their hand...when your mad at them...DON'T go to bed angry...when you share the happy times...THANK them...when you walk through the dark times...LOVE, HONOR and CHERISH them...
"Above all, love each other deeply..." 1 Peter 4:8
Not one headache, no aches or pains of any sort and he is still able to do pretty much anything he wants. He just needs to remember to do things in moderation and part of my job is to remind him. Someone once asked me if Wes was a good patient...not always! Haha. The doctor encourages him to stay as active as possible, but again, everything needs to be in moderation.
He went for a short walk by himself yesterday morning, which he often does, ok so it was to get sliced bread for sandwiches for lunch from the Safeway across the street, but he still had to walk to get there and back - haha.
In the afternoons we like to go for long walks together and enjoy the beautiful weather. It's been a bit on the messy side this week, but it's always nice to get out and get some fresh air.
The radiation techs are so happy that he is doing so well. They really questioned him this week about how he was feeling and were very glad that he is doing so good. We didn't tell them that he was snowblowing last Saturday, but they'd probably cheer him on.
It is very hard when you see others sitting in the waiting room who are so obviously sick from their treatments and/or disease and your heart goes out to them. This is why I appreciate when God gives me little moments to laugh and forget, if even for an instant.
And even though Wes and I are going through a difficult time we still appreciate others sharing their laughter and joys with us. Like Walt & Heather becoming Grandparents to little "Noah John" - hurray! Or our friends (yes, we have more than one set of friends!!) Ron & Ruth also having their first granddaughter "Arianna Nicole" - Excellent!
I remember shortly after Wes was diagnosed we were in Triangle for breakfast and we were talking and laughing and we had numerous people come to our table in visible relief.
"I was so glad to hear you guys laugh" they would say "I feel so much better now!" Were there mornings that I sat across the table from Wes and cried? You betcha! But you can't live your life around your tears, it was literally draining the life out of me and choking the life out of Wes.
So, yesterday there were patients in the waiting room and I joked around and laughed with them when the water dispenser went on the fritz and one of the receptionists (the one with the great laugh) and another girl were trying to fix it and the receptionist got soaked. She was laughing and trying to dry off when she decided that they should let the water guy fix it.
"We need the guy to come and replace it but he only comes on Thursdays" the receptionist said in disgust, her hands on her hips.
"Oh," said the other girl "Sooo, he's coming today then?"
The receptionist thought for a moment and when it hit her that it was Thursday she burst out laughing again, then looked at me with a grin while she rolled her eyes, "My days are completely mixed up this week."
Everyone in the waiting room laughed with her because if there is one thing that every person sitting in that room understands it's days that are all mixed up.
Shortly after we were done laughing, silence hit the waiting room and we all went back to our respective newspapers, magazines & prayers, when a gentleman walked in and sat down across the room. I recognized him as the man who brings his wife every day from her hospital room on a stretcher. He is very gentle and caring with her but, I could tell that he was really stressed.
A nurse came into the waiting room and sat beside him and without hesitation he began to talk. His wife was coming home he said and he was feeling overwhelmed. He had been told that she needed a smaller bed and he had bought a twin sized bed and moved himself out of the bedroom. He was going back to work on Monday, because he really needed too, but home care could only start on Wednesday. He never waited for a response from the nurse, but simply poured his heart out. His world was changing so fast and he had no way of stopping it.
As he was talking they brought his wife out because her treatments were done and they asked if he was going to take her up, because he always did. He quietly shook his head...he needed a minute. His wife raised her head to look at him, but he didn't return the look and the aide wheeled her away. His heart was breaking and I can only imagine the thoughts running through her mind as he stayed behind. He was really struggling, you could almost see physically how burdened down he was. I prayed for him as he continued to share with the nurse and he was still talking when Wes walked out from his treatment and I quietly took his hand and we walked out.
We came home today, yes, there was some ice on the roads and there's always one or two who just don't know how to drive during that first snow fall. But, we came home. Wes looks good, he feels good, yes he gets tired, yes he's losing his hair (only in the areas that they are radiating), but he's all in one piece. He knows who I am (how could he forget!), he's still one of the funniest people I know so his sense of humor is still in tact, he's still gentle-hearted and caring, he's still got the common sense that God gave him. He's a gentleman, a great father and my best friend
If there is one thing that I could say to those of you who are married and you are happy and content in that marriage...TREASURE it...if not...WORK on it...if you've married your best friend...THANK God for him/her...if your spouse is a great parent to your children...TELL them...when you go for a walk...HOLD their hand...when your mad at them...DON'T go to bed angry...when you share the happy times...THANK them...when you walk through the dark times...LOVE, HONOR and CHERISH them...
"Above all, love each other deeply..." 1 Peter 4:8
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