Today was a totally uneventful, completely boring, stay bundled up in bed and stay warm kind of day. Period. Let’s keep this going. Daniel slept in. Had to be woken up to take medicine and went back straight back to bed. I barely got out of bed, because he has it so cold in here I physically couldn’t thaw out to move. It is fine. We are all allowed those once and a while. Daniel felt pretty good all day besides a mildly sore throat (maybe mucousitis starting) and the stomach pains. But all things considered he is doing really great. We are now on tentative precautions so he cannot leave the room while we await some test results regarding a possible stomach infection. Thank goodness we have ruled out the ugly worst one (c.diff) which we have never gotten and pray to never contract. Fingers crossed for no other nasties.
The only thing that made me sad is that I was missing yet another friends’ daughter’s Bat Mitzvah. These are happy occasions I want to be celebrating with friends, and although I know they understand the reasons I can’t be at them, nevertheless, I am missing these happy moments desperately. Missing my friends, the outside world (not so much the weather), some freedom and the socialness. Now realizing we have been here 2 weeks tomorrow and 6 months since our June 6th diagnosis another year seems very daunting. Wow, isn’t that something. Thinking about that almost seems too much right now. When people ask how we are doing I reply day by day, and I guess that is just the best way to put it in perspective and look at it. It is too hard to look past tomorrow. I guess that is why there is something to be said for living for the day.
The only thing that made me sad is that I was missing yet another friends’ daughter’s Bat Mitzvah. These are happy occasions I want to be celebrating with friends, and although I know they understand the reasons I can’t be at them, nevertheless, I am missing these happy moments desperately. Missing my friends, the outside world (not so much the weather), some freedom and the socialness. Now realizing we have been here 2 weeks tomorrow and 6 months since our June 6th diagnosis another year seems very daunting. Wow, isn’t that something. Thinking about that almost seems too much right now. When people ask how we are doing I reply day by day, and I guess that is just the best way to put it in perspective and look at it. It is too hard to look past tomorrow. I guess that is why there is something to be said for living for the day.