The flu needs to go jump off a cliff. It has hit our family twice now this flu season and my littlest one even got his flu shot. Good that did to any of us! To make a long, graphic story short (believe me you don’t want to hear the details – my husband will attest to that), I ended back in the ER this past Saturday night. I had only gone home the Monday before. So, I got to spend a whole 6 glorious days at home. Coming back to the hospital was not in my planned near- future.
But, nonetheless, here I am…trying to make the best of it. And, me being a hospital pro at this point, I am still not sure how to make the best of it. There is still only so much tv you can watch, books you can read and games you can play without getting bored. I still sit here and worry about my kids, my family, my dogs…while even though I know they miss me, its more important that I get back to normal so I can stay home for good.
I am not sure when I am getting back out. My numbers keep fluctuating because of this bug that I picked up. I have been run through the ringer of tests (I really can’t imagine there are any left to put me through). They do it only to rule out any other possibilities. Its hard to predict – like like everything else cancer-related. It has no timeline but its own. Glad I am slowly learning the art of patience and flexibility. (I think that’s my ending message in the majority of my posts…) Sorry for being “so original” but that must mean its an important thing to remember (especially for other and their families that are going through something similar.)
Mandy's Mission - AML Can Kiss My A$$ 