So, part of my wall hitting yesterday, I realized I didn't even vocalize.
After seeing Max in the basement, I went to the bathroom to finish getting ready for church. I have not worn make-up much at all. Looking in the mirror I have very few eyebrows left and about 6 eyelashes. So I tried and failed to get any make up on my face, it's hard to know where to put eye liner when there are no eye lashes....
It was hard to face.
There is a beauty class that I can take at the BC Cancer Agency--and I called several times to get an appointment and this week it seemed more pressing to get through to them. I have a wedding in 3 weeks to get myself together looking presentable for pictures that will stand for eternity. Sigh.
So, I called today. Several, several times today. I called originally and was told I had to call the Canadian wide number to book an appointment. I told the woman that seemed really unlikely--was she sure?? She said yes, so I called. No luck. Call the original number back to book an appointment. I was near tears.
So, I called again starting at 3pm, and still no luck, although I was told there was an appointment time at 10 am tomorrow--by the Canadian wide agent.
So, to go or not. Do I just show up? Hi, I tried to call yesterday to book this time, but you guys couldn't answer me and/or didn't answer your phone?
The other thing, I have an appointment at the same place at 2.30 with the radiation oncologist. I am wavering between hearing her say 2 things. The Pet Scan showed positive uptake but the person reading the exam couldn't say whether it was "inflammation" or "cancer". So, I think you know where I am leaning towards. I really don't want to do more treatment. I am *really* feeling done. I am hoping that she states that it's nothing, it won't take much to get rid of, maybe it doesn't even have to be treated.
I know I am dreaming.
Today as well we are celebrating Max's grad. I know it happened a long time ago, but it has taken us this long to get his grad gift together. So, we are now waiting for Kent to get home so he can get his gifts, which after what we have had to go through to pull together, I hope Max is super excited for....
And for Kent. He is a hero at work but this week is really taking it's toll on him. Today, I bought him some of his favourite licorices and then picked him up with Melissa this afternoon and took him for an iced coffee to give him a bit of a break from the office. He seemed to be quite relieved with the break.
On the wedding front, Melissa and I made a list of what we needed to do today, it took us most of the day, from about 10-4. We have been knocking things off the list gradually....very gradually. It takes me days to recuperate from Melissa's days off--they are all worth it!
We went to the reception site -- looked at where we'd be placing some decorations, looking at how much flipping space we have (bonus!) and checked out the private bathrooms--where I left my keys.
When we went to leave, I couldn't find my keys and my lack of brain is seriously getting me frustrated. I have NEVER been this bad, yes, I forget things, when I am not busy I seem to be worse, but I couldn't even remember having my keys.
Melissa found them and we continued onto our day--slowly embracing my new life....my new brain....my new body.
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