Sunday, December 1, 2013

Snappy pants

I have spent my weekend sleeping a whole lot. Sleeping in AND naps. Tried to shop after going to the Vet and I was done 20 minutes into it. I just wanted to go home. I did make it to second service at church but didn't have the strength to stand and sing. Funny how much strength we really do get from the food we eat. I am not even half way thru my special radiation diet and I have been forced to face that I really do have a disease. Up until now I haven't really thought about what does cancer look like. Sure we all see people who have lost their hair as they under go treatment, but there's not always a solid image that screams cancer. Cancer can be silent with no image to display.  Which in some ways really makes it easy to live in denial.  My favorite place to live for sure....because when living there it's like living at Disneyland. My brain is not operating fully and at times it takes me a second. Maybe it's safe to say my brain has turned into oatmeal....because I sure have been living on oatmeal.  12 days until my scan....hmmmm kinda like the 12 days of Christmas. Let's see on the 12th day of prep my true love gave to me a bowl of oatmeal. On the 11th day of prep my true love gave to me a poached egg white. On the 10th day of prep my true love gave to me a bowl of oatmeal. On the 9th day of prep my true love gave to me an avocado with no salt tortilla chips. On the 8th day of prep my true love gave to me a bowl of oatmeal.  On the 7th day of prep my true love gave to me 5oz of chicken, no salt of course. On the 6th day of prep my true love gave to me a bowl of oatmeal.  On the 5th day of prep my true love gave to me homemade granola.  On the 4th day of prep my true love gave to me a bowl of oatmeal.  On the 3rd day of prep my true love gave to me special rice & turkey. On the 2nd day of prep my true love gave to me a bowl of oatmeal.  On the last day of prep my true love gave to me one last freakin bowl of oatmeal. It's safe to say life is rather interesting right now as I try and cook for the family and for me. They are being so good about trying to help and not complain.  I am trying not to be grouchy pants but I love food and being told I can't makes me grouchy. So if I get snappy at you, please don't take anything I say right now too personal.  ♥

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