What's In Robyn's Car?

Today we are playing what is in Robyn's car. A couple of weeks ago, she participate in the Talented Art Senior Show. All of her pieces were either fully knitted or had a part that was knitted. They featured animals. So for the past two weeks, she has driven around with these animals in her car after the show was over. I guess she enjoys the company. In the back seat we see the electrocuted fox, the armadillo road kill, and part of the clubbed baby seal. In the very back, we can see the head of the slaughtered cow. Her theme was animal cruelty. She wants to hang the cow in the den. We nixed that idea. Who knows how long her animal creations will continue to hitch a ride.

Ingenuity At Its Best

I took a ride with Phillip to Lowe's. He loves to walk around in there and look around. I do too, but I was not feeling up to the walk. I stayed in the car and people watched. This I love! I wish I could have seen who drove up in this baby cause I would get out and salute them and their creative mirror additions. I am guessing that they pull a trailer or something that creates the need to see greater angles behind them. I had to get out and see this up close. I am not sure what they used to attach the mirrors, but it was glopped on good. Real good. Amazing.

A Tick !!!

Never let it be said that Phillip and I have great eyesight. Tonight, I was rubbing Skittles tummy. I saw this black thing. It looked like a tick. From all angles, it was a tick. I got Phillip. Same diagnosis. We got Robyn. She worked at a pet shop so she was the family expert. While I googled "tick removal" Phillip and Robyn discussed their options. Skittles was thrilled to have so many people giving her attention and giving her love. We got the glass of alcohol to kill the tick ready and the trust tweezers were in hand. Phillip tries to grab it but cannot get a good grip. Robyn starts to think it was not a tick after all. She takes hold of the tweezers and pulls off...a glob of dirt. I am thinking it must have some pine tar mixed in with the mud because it did not break down even spending the night in the glass of alcohol. So there you have it. Phillip and I are blind and Skittles got her attention. Her plan worked.

Enough With the Waffles

Do I hear you saying that? Wellll. You might have to wait a little longer. I have a couple more of these babies in the works. You have to agree. It is a great hat.

Another Order of Waffles

Can you tell I like this pattern? It is so easy to remember and interesting to look at. Don't get me wrong. I still love my rolled brim hat, but sometimes we need to mix it up a little. Right?

A Conversation with Myself

I am so tired of having no energy. I don't like the numbness around my surgical site. I don't like going in for tests and blood work. I hate waiting to hear the results of those tests. I don't like feeling like I am an old lady who shuffles around everywhere she goes. I want do the things I have always been able to do. I want to do the grocery shopping alone, vacuum the house, and do things for and with my family. I want to go to all of the important events in my girls' lives and I don't like that their life is altered because mine is. I don't like that this has caused Phillip to work even harder than he already does, having to work and then come home to deal with those things I cannot do now. I hate that I am wishing away months of my life, so I can be at the end of chemo and my body to be healed. I want to be the one that worries about everyone else, not the one everyone else worries about. I don't want to be sick.

But Merry, this is your life right now. It will not always be this way. You have to find a new normal. The old normal is gone. Have faith and know that this will pass and be in the past. Be patient. It will happen.

Mother's Day

It's Mother's Day. I love being a mom. I have wonderful, beautiful, smart, and funny daughters. They bring me an incredible amount of joy. I cannot remember much about what my life was like before them. The girls made me gifts. Cara created a gargoyle out of clay. I love how its tongue sticks out. I can see it right at home among the other gargoyles aligned on the rooftop of Notre Dame Cathedral. Robyn sewed me a mini Skittles. I have often said I wished I could shrink her down and take her with me everywhere. Now I can! They were the perfect gifts. Thank you my babies!

Waffles for Me

I loved the Waffle Hat so much I thought I deserved one too. I really like this yarn and they way the pattern stripes it out. The yarn is Bernat Softee Chunky Ombres in Denim. Anyway, it will have to get a lot cooler before I can wear my new hat. Hopefully my hair will grow back quickly.

Training

Today I went in for chemo training. There were supposed to be a couple of other people in the "class", but I was the only one who made it. I was happy to have the nurse all to myself. I could ask all of the questions I wanted and no one else could hijack the class. The nurse was great about explaining about the procedure and all of the potential side effects. My cousin, Evelyne, told me that a friend told her that with cancer you get "cut up, poisoned, and fried". I will get to do the "cut up and poisoned" part. At this time no radiation is needed as there is nothing to radiate. The side effects are many and sound daunting. One of the drugs, Adriamycin, has the nick name "red devil". That should give you a hint how much fun that one will be. I will be given that one and another one, Cytoxan, every 3 weeks for 4 rounds. After that, I will have 4 rounds of Taxotere. All three drugs cause hair loss. I will be a baldy. My friend, Kathy, works at a local high school. She told me a story about how some of the goth kids are starting to transition to rockin' the bald look. I will be cutting edge! But just in case I don't want to go "topless", I now have this lovely prescription for a cranial prosthesis. I love how there are no refills on the prescription.

The Pathway Inside

Today I had the surgery to put in my port. I decided to go with the port because I already have issues which require me to get blood work on a regular basis. I wanted to be able to keep my veins available for that. It is a bit uncomfortable. I don't know how long this discomfort will last, but I am ready for all of the surgery and the aches and pains associated with it to be over.