Thursday, January 22, 2009

Recovering...

I have been home now for ten days and the difference between day one and day ten is just enormous. When I came home the first day I was still full of the drugs that I had been having for the previous three weeks. I had no stamina, no energy, no ability to do much for myself.

Today, I organized my clothes. Mom made me do it because she’s been doing our laundry and she couldn’t figure out where anything went in my closet. I took a good restful nap, walked to the mailbox and went to Charlie’s junior high band concert. He was fantastic! My goal since I came home was to be able to go to this concert and walk in on my own two legs. And I did. And I got to see my baby boy play his music. He was so nervous. He was also so proud of himself and of course, I cried.

Tomorrow I go back to the doc for surgical follow up and to establish a new plan. I am getting stronger every day and I am ready to fight again.

And now, what shall my next goal be? Kick cancer's butt, mmmm, I think so....

3 comments:

chris said...

You're back!!! Yeay!! Love you and keep fighting. And know that the 'good guys' are right behind you. All our love -- Chris and Chris, Matt Dan Peter and Maggie the youger :)

chris said...

that should have been Maggie the younger. always in a rush

Peggy said...

Maggie, so glad to see you blogging again. We think of you often and wish you well. It's wonderful that your mom has been there - a mom is a good thing to have at a time like this! ;-)

Love, Peg