The First
Week 1
January 1, 2013
This year did not start off on a good note. It began leaving me bruised. Left with the unknown and worried. Dad spent the last four days of 2012 and the first three days of 2013 in the hospital with a 103 degree fever and platelets and white counts at the ‘after transplant’ level. There were different scenarios as to why this happened; a regular cold, pneumonia, a result from the new chemo. After a week of being in the hospital (and mom getting sick as well), we think it is a result of getting chemo at the same time a cold came on. (So glad pneumonia did not develop.)Five days of not knowing what could happen. Ending one year and starting another year separated. Not being overly excited as the clocked rolled over to the new year because of fear of the known. That was enough to leave me bruised and battered.So I’m starting 2013 on the quiet, reserved side. I’m thankful for the little things, for the nurses and doctors who work on holidays and took care of my dad and gave him the best care he could possibly have. I’m thankful for all the love and support we have received in the last week.
I hope he is better now!
ReplyDeleteOh my sweet little Megan. I truly hope that he can get better.
ReplyDeleteLife has not been easy here as well, that's why I took a long break. But I missed all of you guys.
This is a nice self that shows your emotion. Be strong..things will get better.
Hey my dear. I saw this quote the other day and thought of you and your family.
ReplyDelete“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
You, my love, are one of those strong souls. Hang in there.