Hello dear friends and family,
Gabrielle here. Today was supposed to be wig shopping day! I survived my teeth cleaning at noon yesterday, which isn't the easiest thing to get through when nauseous, and I thought my "reward" would be Daniel's and my 11 AM appointment at the wig shop today. We were going to have lots of laughs trying on all different colors and styles. I'm pretty sure I won't go with blond. I wore a blond wig on "spirit day" at SPU last year where we were supposed to dress up as someone. I dressed as Sandy from Grease with blond wig and Renee's black leather pants. Little did I know that none of my colleagues decided to join in for spirit day and that afternoon, I had forgotten I needed to attend a going away party for one of our VP's up in the President's Administrative Suite. To say that experience was a little uncomfortable is a huge understatement, and it has soured me on life as a blond.
Anyway, I digress. Rather than getting to go wig shopping today, last night I developed very bad pains in the area of the port that is in my right hip. It is swollen, pink, tender to the touch, and I got a fever. My doctor called in antibiotics and said she wanted to look at it this morning at 8:30. I thought--no problem. See the doc from 8:30 to 9, home for a rest, then hit the wig shop at 11. Instead, I was in that doctor's office for over four hours getting bloodwork (infection), i/v antibiotics, i/v fluids (severely dehydrated and low blood pressure), and mercifully, i/v anti-nausea drugs! Everyone in my doctor's office is super nice and comforting. They gave us snacks, waters, a DVD player, People magazines, and we watched Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality. But after that adventure, I was far too tired for trying on wigs.
Instead, we came home and had a lovely brief visit from my beloved aunt and uncle, Julianne and Oliver, and then, buoyed by all those fluids and antibiotics, and the rain having stopped briefly, Daniel and I walked around our block which is about four city blocks. It felt so good to be outside!!
The other strange thing about today is that I tried my first "half dropperful" of the medical marijuana "essence." It's not supposed to make you high--just help with nausea and appetite. Truthfully, I felt/feel nothing. Maybe will try the full dose of one dropperful next time. Trying it, however, made me say to Daniel "what kind of alternate reality am I living in now?!" One month I'm snowshowing in Leavenworth after Christmas (I'm a non-drinker and have never smoked pot) and the next I'm back and forth to the hospital and the doctor's office, in for tests (abdominal ultrasound tomorrow to see what's going on at that swollen/sore port site), and squirting pot juice under my tongue!
Some of you know me as someone who is a planner and likes to be in control. So it's pretty whacky having all your plans change daily and having very little control over anything (well, at least over my body and the flow of my days). Many of you have sent me the Bible verse in Jer. 29:11 about God knowing the plans He has for us, plans to prosper and not to harm us, to give us a future and a hope. He knew that today I needed fluids and antibiotics more than I needed that wig and each day I'm learning more and more that He is in control and His plans are far better than mine. Working on relaxing, trusting God, and going with the flow.
And in case I don't make it to the wig shop on time, a woman from Steve's work (Marianne) knitted and sent home to me today two new beautiful hats! And Aunt Julianne brought me a lovely scarf. Thanks to you both and thanks to all the friends from SPU, Children's, church, and life who sent me cards today. I think I got FIVE today. And thanks to Lisl for the amazing dinner last night. I have the best support team in the world. I am blessed!