It's the little things...

Today was a good day. I see a big improvement from yesterday which is encouraging. I was proud of myself this morning, I was able to wash my face all by myself and empty my drains (gross, but a good sign of healing). I am sleeping well at night, about 10 hours with only 1 or 2 wakings to take more meds. More sleep than I have had in 4 1/2 years!

I am amazed at the flower arrangements that are showing up. Dahlias, orchids, marigolds, etc. The house smells so wonderful. And my appetite is beginning to return which means my energy level will start to come back soon too. I have had a few visitors which is nice. And I have an appt on Wednesday at my hair salon for a wash and dry which I desperately need.

The girls are adjusting well, a bit more each day. Minna is getting used to Tessa and I can be in the same room as her now without her freaking out that I can't hold her. I am ready for that limitation to be lifted, it's one of the hardest. Selfishly it was nice for Talia to go to school today and it's good she has a whole week ahead of her to be in her own world and surrounded by her friends and teachers who can dote on her.

I am processing my future a bit more each day, but it's so hard to accept everything considering how quickly things changed. One month ago today I was sitting in the waiting room for my first breast MRI without a clue....