She had a rough Christmas. The timing of the treatments made it so that she was extremely week from 12/25 - 12/31. She received 2 blood transfusions and a platelet transfusion on 12/31 and it's perked her up quite a bit. Unfortunately, she has endured significant weight loss. I personally think she needs to see a dietician. Hopefully her doctor feels the same way.
I don't have much to report. I fear writing anything that can be construed as untrue from this point on will only cause me to constantly correct myself time after time. It seems like mostly, it's a waiting game.
I have plenty of things to work on in the next week in regard to personal resolutions and starting over, growing up, and getting back to normal. This weekend will be the first weekend in over 2 years that I won't be officially employed at two places at one time. I am very excited about not having to work on Saturdays and Sundays. I am going to miss the money, absolutely, but I think it's a small price to pay to regain my sanity.
Let me work on some things, sort some details out, relax a little bit and next week I will come up with something more informative or interesting to blog about. Until then, I leave you with two songs - both about the new year. Enjoy.
"The New Year"
So this is the new year.
And I don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).
So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogs bleed into one
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then I could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that could hold us back.
:::Death Cab for Cutie:::
"The New Year"
I'm sick of cleaning up the mess you left behind
What a way to start the new year
On my hands and knees cleaning up the dirt and grime
What a way to start the new year
I'm sick of holding both ends of the tightrope
Cause when you fall all that's left is old high hopes for me
Stretched thin to the end trying to keep it all in
What a way to start the new year
Won't you say that it's alright?
Won't you tell me it's okay?
Because there's 364 more days
I might be smiling but you'll never even hear me say
That I like it in the shadows
Counting down to zero just to start again
Oh what a way to start the new year
Don't get me wrong, I hate this holiday
What a way to start the new year
On my hands and knees, choosing what I have to say
What a way to start the new year
I never realized it could mean so much
Just to go to bed later when we have to get up all the same,
And we scream and clap for the end of what was and what we've become
Won't you say that it's alright?
Won't you tell me it's okay?
Because we have 364 more days
I might be smiling but you'll never even hear me say
That I like it in the shadows
Counting down to zero just to start again
Oh what a way to start the new year
Well was it really that bad?
And could it be better?
Well, I don't know, but with you I still have hope
That this could be my year
364 more days, 1 million chances left to find you and to see your face
Making light out of the shadows, finally get to zero
Maybe we'll both say
364 more days, 1 million chances left to find you and to see your face
Making light out of the shadows, finally get to zero
Maybe we'll both say
What a way to start the new year
:::Parachute:::
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