The new morning greeting was once again spoken as soon as Owen woke up. “Slep all night,” he said with a mix between the words sleep, slept, and slurp. I love it when he is learning new words and phrases because his interpretations are better than they could ever be. I was up early, ready to get this day going, and on track for my health.
It wasn’t long before he was out of bed, in the bathroom, and requesting his tablet. The morning was going to be fast since I had my first test at seven in the morning. He was excited because he was going to see his grandma and I was going to “an appointment.” I want him to understand where I am and what is happening as much as he possibly can.
When he was younger he didn’t understand what a doctor did or why we went to them but I always told him they were here to help us. He couldn’t tell me if he was in pain or if he felt sick in any way. In some ways, he still can’t explain it but at least now he is a little more connected to what it means. I was so excited when he started singing “Mommy called the doctor and the doctor said no more monkeys jumping on the bed.” I told his doctor that it broke my heart to say I was excited but this was the connection I needed to know when he wasn’t feeling well. To me, it was one of his greatest and most needed connections because he was expressing a need for help.
We got ready and off we went to meet my mom. We used to meet her all the time when he was much younger but then as he got older he was in school so he started spending most Saturdays with her and I would take him to her. A few months ago as we were passing the parking lot where we used to meet he said, “Meet Grandma.” He never forgets a thing. He amazes me how much he remembers. I dropped him off and headed to my first appointment.
The anticipation for something is half the battle. The unknown is the second half. I had two appointments today on my cancer journey. I had an echo and then went to a care appointment. Both went well after I finally got to my first appointment because the person at the counter told me the wrong place to go. Thankfully they still were able to get me in and understood why I was late. I go next Wednesday to get my port put in for the chemo treatments.
After my appointments, I went to pick up Owen and he had a wonderful time with his grandma. She had taken him to the park and then they went to get lunch. He wants to go to the pool again so he was telling the ways he shouldn’t act up on the way home.
The rest of the night went quickly and he is excited about going to the dentist tomorrow. He keeps telling me that she will count his teeth. I’m thankful for a good day and I’m so proud of how far Owen has come. Positive words and positive actions equal a positive life. I have to believe in the hope for tomorrow and a complete healing in all of this. Find your inspiration and make a difference in your world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
It wasn’t long before he was out of bed, in the bathroom, and requesting his tablet. The morning was going to be fast since I had my first test at seven in the morning. He was excited because he was going to see his grandma and I was going to “an appointment.” I want him to understand where I am and what is happening as much as he possibly can.
When he was younger he didn’t understand what a doctor did or why we went to them but I always told him they were here to help us. He couldn’t tell me if he was in pain or if he felt sick in any way. In some ways, he still can’t explain it but at least now he is a little more connected to what it means. I was so excited when he started singing “Mommy called the doctor and the doctor said no more monkeys jumping on the bed.” I told his doctor that it broke my heart to say I was excited but this was the connection I needed to know when he wasn’t feeling well. To me, it was one of his greatest and most needed connections because he was expressing a need for help.
We got ready and off we went to meet my mom. We used to meet her all the time when he was much younger but then as he got older he was in school so he started spending most Saturdays with her and I would take him to her. A few months ago as we were passing the parking lot where we used to meet he said, “Meet Grandma.” He never forgets a thing. He amazes me how much he remembers. I dropped him off and headed to my first appointment.
The anticipation for something is half the battle. The unknown is the second half. I had two appointments today on my cancer journey. I had an echo and then went to a care appointment. Both went well after I finally got to my first appointment because the person at the counter told me the wrong place to go. Thankfully they still were able to get me in and understood why I was late. I go next Wednesday to get my port put in for the chemo treatments.
After my appointments, I went to pick up Owen and he had a wonderful time with his grandma. She had taken him to the park and then they went to get lunch. He wants to go to the pool again so he was telling the ways he shouldn’t act up on the way home.
The rest of the night went quickly and he is excited about going to the dentist tomorrow. He keeps telling me that she will count his teeth. I’m thankful for a good day and I’m so proud of how far Owen has come. Positive words and positive actions equal a positive life. I have to believe in the hope for tomorrow and a complete healing in all of this. Find your inspiration and make a difference in your world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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