I got a pet scan today, and the guy doing it read my charts and said, "you're the one with the big spleen, yeah I've heard about you, doctors use the word "enormous" when talking about your spleen, doctors don't usually use that word." I thought that was funny, and I thought if I had to go through all of this I'm glad I have a good story out of it.
Where you can kind of tell my stomach is bigger, me totally relaxed, with my stomach sticking out further than my chest. I WISH I would have taken a picture before the surgery, because at the end it really started growing. And after my surgery, my doctor said, "well, you don't look pregnant anymore."
I don't know, lately it's just so strange to me that I even went through cancer, that all of that happened to me. Sometimes I just think and can't believe I have been through chemo, and not the pill kind, but the full meal deal of chemo drugs being pumped into you, and would be a safety hazard if they burst and fell on the floor, it's just so strange to me.
It's also strange because I know I'm supposed to be "happy" now, and "reborn" and balblabal, but- right now I'm really depressed because we live with our inlaws in a basement, and my husband doesn't have a job. I'm grateful that Nate and Brooke have offered their home to us, and that we have enough money to contribute, but that's not what I want, I want my own home, and you get the picture. I'm just so sick of our lives, and I'm wondering when it's ever going to change.
I'm also sick of looking like "I'm all better" when I'm not, having all the time in the world, but no energy to do anything, and the only thing I can do is just wait, the doctor said in a month I can start exercising to start building up strength. Sometimes I think "it's taking forever" but really- it hasn't even been 2 months since my last chemo, and the whole deal takes atleast 6 months, so I still have alot of waiting to to do. I've sewn so much and made so many cards, I'm so sick of it. I think I have enough cards for everyone and their kids for the next 5 years. I hate reading, I have no desire to read whatsoever, we've seen all of our movies, and the world doesn't believe in making good movies anymore- and I don't even mean "wholesome" movies, I mean, good movies that you enjoy-side note- I had been looking forward to seeing "Love Happens" ever since I saw the previews, we rented it the day it came out- and it was so disappointing, Mike and I repeatedly wonder why we even bother seeing new movies, they just don't make good movies anymore. So- back to the other subject, I just have nothing to do. I hate that I have a term left of school, and we don't live in Eugene, so I can't finish right now. I have never done an online class, and we don't have the money even if I wanted to finish, which really irks me because I had the financial aid to finish, but now I don't. I'm also completely out of the school mode, I feel like I wouldn't even remember how to write a paper anyways. I'm basically living to live, and I'm really sick of it, and it's really hard to finish out this last healing process not in the comfort of my own home. Today we went to the Pet scan in Eugene, and I just wanted to cry, all my friends are there, my old ward that i love is there, Trader Joe's is there, UofO is there, it made me really sad. I knew Amy (my old neighbor, one of my best friends) was just around the corner, and that killed me. And her daughter Ahna is growing up and when we saw her a few weeks ago, she seemed so much older and it made me sad that we were missing it. And Amy is pregnant and I'm missing that. And my old ward. I know alot of people would talk about our ward and the quirky people there, but I still loved my ward, and I truly was close to alot of people there, maybe I didn't hang out with them outside of church, but they were like family, I went to church and I felt automatic love and support and friendship, I miss that. I don't know anyone in this Salem ward, and I don't really have a desire to invest friendships when I don't know how long I will even be here. I'm so sick of this situation we are in. So- that's why I haven't been blogging, or emailing, or calling, because I don't really have anything good to say. And I know about positive thinking, and prayer, and faith, and patience, and trials and blblabalb, but I'm just not really there right now, I'm kind of depressed, and sick of trying, and I'm afraid that Heavenly Father might be disappointed in me right now with my attitude, but I just can't really do it right now, and I know we're not supposed to say, "I'll be happy when...." but I really feel that way right now. Mike and I are on an awful sleep schedule of staying up late, and sleeping in late, and we should change it, but it's like, why would I want to get up early, so I can spend THAT many more hours in the day being depressed? So, there you have it, that's my life right now. I'm just grateful that all these meaningless TV shows have started so I have something to look forward to, that's how pathetic my life is right now.
