No frills. No pictures. No pithy wit. This weekend was about survival.
My body has bloated. I’ve gained more than 10 pounds in less than three days. Finding a position to be comfortable is difficult.
I had high blood pressure, but no fever. Checked with the doctors, and no need to come in.
Maybe the best thing I did today was let go of Monday. Things I wanted to accomplish at work, I’ve had to turn over to others. They’re an amazing team, and I’m going to have to learn to not feel guilty for leaning on them. Or on anyone.
Red Dog sucks. But, like corn, this too shall pass.
I’m so sorry that you had a difficult weekend. It is humbling to acquiesce in your need for assistance but having the support to do so is a blessing. Praying for the tranquility of your mind and spirit, and for your body to relent so you can rest without constraint. Hugs!
Surviving is your job now.
Do your job.
I’m sorry this is happening.
Seriously… is there anything I can do from here???
I remember from quite a few years ago that the first words I heard from you while Laura was scheduling your job interview was “oh I’m just laying on the sofa in my underwear eating Cheetos” The visual of that struck me as hugely funny. I’m not sure what that has to do with the current situation other than I wanted to have a guy with that kind of wit and realism in my corner. So you were later hired. Now I’m in your corner. Quietly, but there. I know you are strong but I am praying for that strength to continue to endure on this journey of yours. I just know that good things are in store for you. If You have a craving for Cheetos, call me and I’ll be there.
I am sorry that you had such a difficult weekend. But even Muhammad Ali played rope-a-dope sometimes… you’re just letting the bastard punch itself out before you come back with flurries and furious rallies that will leave cancer on its back staring up at the arena lights.
Rest easy, champ. Lots of us are happy to be your corner men and women.
Learning to listen to your body and allow others to help are two of the hardest lessons I am learning. I’m sorry you had such a rough weekend, but I am praying for strength and wisdom so you know when to push forward and when to allow your body to rest. I know you’ve got this.
One of the hardest things for a giving soul to do is accept the help and grace of others. Get used to it for a while… you’re actually honoring their gift.
^^^^^^^This!!! Always this!!!!
So sorry you had a rough weekend. Praying you find comfort soon to get good rest.
Stay strong, rest, sleep. Let your body and the meds do their work. I’m here if I can help in any way!
So sorry to hear it was a difficult weekend. Take care of yourself.
Hoping better days are ahead for you.