As I sit here listening to my grand daughter Kaelin making a video for Grand pa I am aware of the fact that I have to type fast to get this written and get out of the bed room before H goes to sleep. (Kaelin made a video for Grand pa and sent it to his IPAD. Keri is in the back ground giving Kaelin ideas of what to include but she is pretty much not needed. Kaelin is dancing her way through her house showing Grand pa pretty much EVERYTHING!) It is a priceless work of art that we will cherish for quite some time and then possibly use as black mail when Kaelin and Finn get older.
But enough about the adorable grand kids . . . it is 8:30 on a Saturday night and H is in bed ready for sleep! What has my life become???? As Sharon told me yesterday when I called her for a sanity check, it is about time I started to crack. AND, more important, "How can I possibly get mad at the man? After all, HE HAS CANCER!" Yea, that freaking cancer card keeps popping up when ever I am about to lose my mind and smack the man up side his head.
Aside from going to bed at 8 and getting up at 10 the man is not doing much these days. WE (Ger) had his fourth chemo treatment on Tuesday and he is feeling rather yucky. Now before you get feeling all sad and bad for the man please ask him WHY he is feeling yucky. Well, he had chemo right? Yep, AND . . . does he have pills that he is supposed to take after chemo to keep him from feeling yucky???
THAT WOULD BE A YES,YES, YES, AND YES! Has he taken the pills that are given to him to keep him from feeling yucky????? THAT WOULD BE A NO, NO, NO, AND NO!!!!!
Am I allowed to get irritated with the man? Am I allowed to want to smack him up side his stupid head? Sure, but I won't because the poor guy has cancer.
All these drugs for nausea, fatigue, aches and pains and they still can't cure STUPID!
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