Friday, February 22, 2013

ice, ice baby...

I think, maybe, sorta, that I'd rather have some
snow on the ground than the ice we woke to this
morning. (Here's hoping I didn't just jinx myself.)

At least you can see where the snow is. Ice is like
being blind. Took three attempts to get the car up
the driveway when we got back from the grocery. Yikes.
Even though it seems to be melting now, I still tossed
salt on the driveway and sidewalk 'cause I'm pretty
sure it will only get colder as the day moves into night.
Yesterday the icicles were melting while snow fell.
Ohio weather is schizophrenic.

Carol started her radiation treatments last Tuesday.
This afternoon will be treatment #18. They're zapping
her twice a day, five days a week.
She's handling it very well. Only a bit of itching across
the scar but otherwise, no redness, no swelling, no
drain on her energy. I rarely go with her since all I can
do is read the magazines in the waiting area. I make sure
dinner is ready when she gets home. The girl can eat.
And does.

I miss my life.
I miss Sparky.
I miss privacy.
I miss freedom.

Have I mentioned that I still have mood swings?


og said...

When you combine mood swings with hot flashes you really begin to have fun.

You might go do a little dog therapy and volunteer at an animal shelter, if you find yourself with a little extra time on your hands now and then.

Jean said...

I've been thinking about finding a rescue facility to do just that, Og.

No hot flashes. Finished those several years ago. This is just my usual depression crap that comes and goes. It will pass in a week or two, come back, go away, ad infinitum.
Started in college.

Joan of Argghh! said...

Thinking of you. Thanks for posting updates. I'll keep you in my prayers, your sister, too.

Og has good advice.


J Cosmo Newbery said...

It is always tricky when riding 'shotgun' for someone, as much as you love them dearly and want to help them, you sense that life is not all it could be.

Jean said...

Hi Joan! Og is a wise man.
I'm very lucky to be surrounded by such lovely friends as you both.


More truism from you, J Cosmo. I often feel that I'm not really needed but, in many ways, she is very much like a child. Sometimes the responsibility makes me want to scream. I've spent most of my life taking care of people.

Boxer said...

what is your long term plan? do you see yourself staying in Ohio forever?
As for you missing your Sparky:


I understand. Keep the faith and hang in there. You are a good sister.

Anonymous said...

If you do volunteer at an animal shelter be certain you won't take 'em all home -- or want to. Luckily for me,the local shelter was not accepting volunteers when I inquired (a pit bull attacked a volunteer). I know I couldn't leave so many pets behind.

An article about caregivers in yesterday's newspaper has the perfect quote for you -- "They'll say, 'I don't have time to do something for myself. What we tell them at the support group is, You don't have time not to! They are their care receiver's best asset, and assets can be depleted." Please remember that, Jean.


Jean said...

Boxer, I have no plans. Sorta like limbo.

Bonnie, I'll need to get a car before I do much of anything.