Chemo Nesting

Nesting, you know, getting all ready for something big to happen?  Usually it's a baby.  I'm busily nesting for chemo.  Today I attacked the kids' room, convinced them to donate a basketful of toys, and got it all cleaned and organized.  I have three tank tops cut out for Reese, and will probably cut out a couple more before sewing them together.  She'll need a couple pairs of shorts too.  The fridge needs cleaning out, the pantry needs organizing.  I want to make a list of fast meals, easy meals, and freezer meals.  The bathrooms both could use some attention.  Library books are due at the library.  A homeschool plan might be a good thing.  Oh, and I could use some of those suckers and the ginger candy that I used last time I had chemo (that I found at a local vegetarian store!!).

Oh, did I mention the water will be off at our apartment complex Tuesday?

In the middle of all the scurrying, sometimes I stop and think.  I hope.  I wish.  I hug my husband and children.  I remember that it's important to live today and try not to worry too much about the future.  I appreciate the thoughts and prayers of friends and family, and even strangers.  I cry.

I do feel better though.  The prozac?  Maybe.  Probably.  But I also feel a determination to kick some ass.  I'm good at chemo, I know I can do this.

Fake it til you make it, right?

I'll be busy for the next few days, and Wednesday is Port Placement day.  Wish me luck!!