Tuesday morning I woke Jax up, and he was reluctant to get out of bed. I was rushing about as always.
Me: Be super fast like The Flash and run to the potty.
Jax: Shh, mama. The Flash is sleeping.
Tuesday morning I woke Jax up, and he was reluctant to get out of bed. I was rushing about as always.
Me: Be super fast like The Flash and run to the potty.
Jax: Shh, mama. The Flash is sleeping.
I was looking at Jackson in the rear view mirror when this conversation happened.
Me: I see you.
Jax: I see you, too.
Me: I love you.
Jax: I love you, too.
Me: You’re cute.
Jax: I know.
One of the (many) things I love about living in The Grove is the proximity to all of the awesomeness this city has to offer. We were bored after lunch, so we just popped over to the Science Center for a couple of hours.
The highlights:
*Jax was scared of the T. rex.
*But he wanted to make his own at Build-a-Bear. So we did, and he named him Jaxasaurus.
*It would apparently cost $340,000.00 to send Jax into outer space. Let’s not talk about how much it would cost to send me. Ugh.
*We went to the planetarium, and Jax informed me that he’s going to be a super hero astronaut when he grows up. His dad and I agreed that sounds like a pretty bad ass career.
I feel better after writing my chemo rage post in the middle of the night. It was good to get that out. I’ve decided that today is going to be a good day. I need and deserve a good day.
I didn’t sleep much last night, so I had a lot of time to think. I’ve decided to make a list of things I want to do and places I want to go. Then I’m going to start doing those things asap. For example, I’ve always wanted to go to Iceland. So I’m going to work on figuring that out.
In other news, Jackson’s new thing is hugging me and saying, “You’re so cute, mama.” He’s so sweet. He’s the best person I know.
For the last few weeks, I have noticed that the skin on my feet has been sore, but it hasn’t been anything too troublesome. As of last night, the skin has started hurting so much that it is painful to walk. My hands feel sore as well, but not as bad. I decided to do some Google searching, and found out this is a side effect of my good friend Adriamycin. It’s called palmar-plantar erythrodysesthesia. It seems it may go away or it may not. Only time will tell.
MOTHERFUCKER.
I found some suggestions on how to manage the symptoms in the meantime. I’m really hoping my body will start to recover from all the damage Adriamycin has done. I was talking to Dr. N at my last appointment, and I asked him if I was in the clear as far as other AC side effects, since they had not yet developed. He actually laughed (not in a mean way), and said no way. He said I could experience new side effects up to several months after treatment stops. Maybe even years, though that is less likely.
Epic fail. I’m about at my breaking point with this shit.
By the way, I taught Jax how to say epic fail yesterday, and it’s really funny. I got a recording of it.
When I tell Jackson that I love him, I often put my hand on his face at the same time. I did that tonight. He grabbed my hand and said, “Oh mama, I love this hand. I hug it and kiss it." He’s the cutest, sweetest boy.
By the way, I made dinner tonight.
Jen – 1. Chemo – 1000.
I took Jax to see Sesame Street Live at the Peabody Opera House this morning. This is something I have been looking forward to for a while, and it did not disappoint. He loved it! We had really great seats, which was a plus. He spent most of the time smiling and dancing around. Whenever Elmo left the stage, he would say, “I want more Elmo.” It was cute. When it was over, he said, “I want more music.”
And now onto some pictures, of course. (These are all crappy iPhone pics. I need to buy a better camera.)
That Elmo balloon cost $10.00! The toy cost $15.00. A cookie cost $5.00. Having a kid isn’t cheap! But look at that face…well worth the money.
I love making him happy. Days like today remind me why it’s all worth it.
I just told Jackson that daddy and Nini are on their way over, and that we are going to see trains. He responded with: Jackson is very excited.
So am I.
Yay for weekends.