Happy New Year

Today is my 9th day in the hospital after a two-day home visit and a previous four days. But it turned out to be a wonderful day.  The blockage suddenly cleared on its own and I've been put on a clear liquid diet which seems to be going well.  Doctors are now talking about going home soon, a complete switch from the ostomy talk I have been hearing all week. It's been a roller coaster emotionally, one of the very worst weeks of my life.  I'm still quite shaken, but feeling hopeful.  I can do hope.

Oldest Daughter brought Youngest Daughter and both grandsons over to visit.  Demi was up on my bed and slept through most of the afternoon right next to me.  Steve took her home, but they'll both be back in the morning.

Health and wellness has to be the theme for my 2013.  Food as medicine and walking as a regular practice both have to be the rule of the day if I am to survive this cancer and enter another period of remission.  It's time to dust off my juicer, maintain a food log, possibly meet with the dietician again and try to learn ways to keep myself alive.  Nothing that I've eaten since October has stayed in place to nourish me so I'm receiving weird looking bags of "nutrition" that I can't taste.  This is the week that I'm hoping to graduate to food, but I'll need some teaching as to how to make that happen.

I referred my clients to other therapists, but I'm hoping to maintain my time with the kids at Juvenile Hall.  Maybe I can return in February.  I have no idea how I will live my life this year, I only know that it must be differently because the last way simply wasn't working.

Even that can be something to look forward to.