Cancer Land

It’s the end of another week here in Cancer Land.

Monday’s biopsy fun exhausted our hero (that’d be The Amazing Bob. Duh!). Between not being able to eat much (all those pesky lymph nodes having invaded his tummy), the continuing shockiness of “I’ve got cancer and I’m 73? Fuck!,” the cold, grey, snowy January days and, ya know, being ill with CANCER, TAB’s having a rough time. He’s sleeping a lot.

Of course.

Last night Jen and Oni suggested I pick up some of that Ensure stuff. Yes, of course! Sheesh. I’ll run out for that as soon as the grocery opens. I can’t believe that didn’t occur to me. Thank Bast for Jen and Oni.

Why didn’t I think to get TAB Ensure? Hells, I’m a stress monster right now. Yep, I’m sure that surprises y’all NOT ONE WHIT.

In order to better care for the love of my life, the BESTEST life partner EVER, I need to chill the fuck out. I need to not be in panic mode. So then, what am I doing to let off steam (besides pampering the shit outta Coco and Rocco)? How am I calming and focusing my fear and anxiety?

Me and TAB in younger, prettier days

To start with, I’m drawing and painting on the walls. Yes, yez, we were all yelled out for drawing on the walls when we were kids (OK, I was) but now it’s my walls, my house. I can do whatever the fuck I want. Inspired by the koi ponds that Jen, Jenny and I saw (and marveled over) at the Surgeon’s House B&B in Jerome, Arizona I’ve begun painting those gorgeous fishies on our walls and doors.

Next and not so much fun is my return to exercise. *sigh* It’s been too damn cold and snowy to trike (yeah, I know—what a pantywaist!) so I’m getting back on Jen’s treadmill. Today!

And I’m getting my diet back under control—less chocolate and cake, more fruit and veggies. ZZZZZZZZZ!

I’ll feel better for it. Nowhere near as much fun as transforming our house into a giant twinkly koi pond though.