Getting harder and harder....

  I had a really hard day yesterday.  My friend Meghan posted this on my Facebook yesterday:

"I testify that bad days come to an end, that faith always triumphs, and that Heavenly promises are always kept."-Elder Holland


It started out pretty normal for a post chemo day- Nauseous morning, so I take my medicine, wait for it to kick in, then get out of bed.   I can get through the morning usually okay, but I started to feel a little more sick around lunchtime. (Note that getting ready is not in my normal day, I do usually shower though!)

My neighbor Wesley took Sadie and I put Carter down for a nap.  I fell asleep for just a little bit then Carter woke up.  I've been having more anxiety lately so sleeping hasn't been easy.  When I got up out of bed I felt so sick.

I'm trying not to have to take my meds as often because there are lovely side effects from those as well. It's like a football play--- you try to make the best call for your team while trying to guess what the other team is going to do!

Anyways, I felt like I had the flu but I had no fever (PHEWF!) I seriously was about to go to the ER, but decided to take some drugs and see if that would help.  The nausea drugs, and lortab kicked in and I felt a little better.

Boy, was it hard to keep my cool today.  I thought that after a whole week --since my chemo treatment- I'd be feeling good!  Well,  I guess that's not always going to be the case.

Brett was trying to help me think positive and it just was one of those days where it was hard to.

BUT now that I look back, there were so many people RIGHT THERE helping me.  What a blessing.  I know that Heavenly Father played a role in that.  I'm so grateful for all of you supporting me.  Thank you for helping me get through those really rough times.  All the messages, phone calls (even when I don't answer), notes, meals, house cleans, kid care, yard care, visits, treats, magazines, etc.... HELP SO MUCH.