John and I took the kids to their first day of school today and then we headed off to my 4th round of chemo. Same old thing. After every treatment I feel exhausted and ravenous (stupid steroids aren't helping my food issues...I really want a doughnut right now). We made it home from treatment just in time to pick Daphne up from her first day of kindergarten. She refused to tell me anything about her first day of school, which is very normal for my strong willed, auburn haired little girl.
I am officially in my third trimester. I have an OB appointment tomorrow. She'll order my glucose test to check for gestational diabetes. I'm a little concerned about that because on my last blood work it shows really low glucose...and it's really weird to have low glucose when you've just polished off a milk shake.
I continue to receive blessings from amazing people; from "thinking of you" cards in the mail to delicious dinners to friends spending their time and money to come and visit us. I feel blessed and loved even on the days when I feel like crap. Below are pictures of my kids this morning on their way to their first day of school. How can I not feel blessed with those three precious faces to look at every day?
|Daphne (kindergarten), Tobias (2nd grade), Ephraim (3rd grade)|