68/365 respirometer
70/365 flowers from mom and dad
Playing catch up
March 12th, 2010Monday Morning Meanderings
March 8th, 2010It truly is the wee hours of the morning. I really should be trying to sleep, but my mind is racing around in a frenzy, knowing that there are tons of things that I should have been doing this weekend that didn’t get done.
67/365 memories
Knowing that I have to be up at the darkest hour before dawn to be at the hospital by 5:30 isn’t helping me either. I know that this is the right decision, but at the moment I am filled with a bit of apprehension and anxiety. Fear of the unknown, even when it is an anticipated thing isn’t easy. But I know that the surgeon and staff are the best and I am surrounded by the love of my crazy, chaotic family and have the support of all my knitting and fiber buddies as well.
I am not sure what I will feel like for a few days post surgery. I’ll try to sneak in a blog post and 365 photo where I can. I have packed some knitting, but nothing complex. It’s a good thing that I don’t mind mindless garter stitch upon occasion!
Perspective
March 8th, 2010Today was the second day in a row that we were at the gym, watching gymnastics and breathing chalk dust. The girls did well, and as always it was fun to watch.
66/365 perspective
The best part was realizing that Shann cn pick up and keep going after making a mistake. It wasn’t that she couldn’t do it before, but the error was always reflected in her face, the effort of fighting off tears was evident. Today that didn’t happen. In my book that counts as a win.
65/365 Painty's Gift
Yesterday I received the nicest gift from Laura at the Unique Sheep. The orangish colour isn’t something that I would have chosen for myself, but I absolutely love it! Thank you Laura for such a thoughtful gesture. It makes me smile every time I look at it and I love it wearing it.
Whoops
March 6th, 2010In the mass last ditch effort to get things organized around here before my surgery, I have misplaced more things than one would think possible. Patterns. Bills. The charger for my camera battery.
I probably have misplaced my mind as well, but that would require thinking. I am trying not to do too much of that at the moment either, because it is starting to hit that this isn’t going to be easy.
At least the weather has been absolutely beautiful. I spend a bit of time outside today getting some yard work done. It was worth every moment.
On the shelf
March 5th, 2010They sit there. Forgotten relics of a younger age. Gathering dust and collecting memories of childhood dreams and games.
64/365 On a shelf
Ever watchful. Ever vigilant. Mindful of their manners and too polite to complain of the cramped sitting conditions.
Catching Up…
March 4th, 2010Okay. For various and sundry reasons I am really behind on my 365
61/365 Sunset
62/365 Flowers by lamplight
63/365 black and white
A bit of wandering
March 3rd, 2010I feel as if I have been wandering around in circles
Trying to figure which way I have gone
And which way that I am going.
The closer I seem to get to where I am going,
The farther away I become.
Slight delay
March 2nd, 2010Today’s photo of the day as well as an update will be slightly delayed due to technical difficulties. I will say however, that the sojourn in sleeve island is almost over!
Monday Meanderings
March 1st, 2010Almost ten years ago, when my girls were much much younger, I was diagnosed with breast cancer and had a mastectomy. It was shortly after my youngest was weaned and she saw me as I emerged from the shower. As I remember it, the conversation between the two of us went something like this:
Shann: Mommy, you don’t have a nursing? It’s gone?
Me: Yes honey, it’s gone.
Shann: Will you get another one?
Me: No. I don’t think so.
Shann: That’s okay Mommy. Maybe tomorrow.
I have held that memory close throughout the years. That simple acceptance that no matter what, that I was still Mommy, still me was a gift beyond measure. It carried me through the physical healing process from surgery, the nausea and hair loss from chemotherapy. I don’t know if either girl understood then, or if they will ever know how much the simplicity of their acceptance helped carry me through that time in my life.
Maybe tomorrow. That tomorrow is almost here. Next Monday I will undergo the reconstruction phase of this journey. It seems weird to write of it but it is part of my cancer journey and recovery. It won’t be easy. But it is time.
60/365 Woolgirl Rocks!
eta 3/2/10: I apologize for my really awful editing last night when I posted this. Sorry!
Sunlit Sunday
February 28th, 2010Springtime came early this year.
59/365 Sunlit
We spent the afternoon out in the sun, enjoying the breeze off of Puget Sound. Frisbees and horseshoes were tossed, balls thrown and retrieved and a good time was had by all those involved.
In this case it was the Husbeast, the girls, a couple of the Husbeast’s sisters and a niece and nephew or two.