My IV treatment went smoothly today, though the nausea is back and even smelling food or other stuff gives me a very uncomfy feeling in my throat and stomach. My arm hurts and the feeling of fire racing through my veins is back. It is as if I'm hitting menopause with the cold and hot shivers I have.
I move around like an old woman but otherwise I'm okay. I don't want to wallow in the pit of depression and so far I have maanged to avoid it. What has helped me is a lot of music and dramas (mostly happy-sappy jdramas). His Bubbiness, also helps but what helps really a lot are the two little dears. Chica has been here for a year now and we celebrated her birthday yesterday. Of course, it isn't her real bday but she came to us one year ago yesterday. And those two really help me keeping my cool. Whenever I want to give up, I try to think of those two and cuddle with them, it helps to keep focused when you have a small warm body depending on you. I might be in pain, I might even think about giving up but in the end, those two (well three, including His Hubbiness) depend on me.
On Sunday His Hubbiness is off to Barcelona, Spain. SCHOOL TRIP!!! *evil laughter in the background* Poor man, stuck with a bunch of adolescents in Spain for five days, sight seeing!!!! His Hubbiness hates sightseeing. Ah I feel for him but then again it will be fun to see how he fares hearding around his pupils - I guess I should prepare myself for having a run down husband returning on Thursday next week. But the prospect of being all alone, left to my own devices for full five days - YOKATTA!!! I'll probably mope around the first night or two and be totally heart broken, but today - for now - all I can say is: YES!! I have the whole apartment to myself and can watch DVD on the HUGE FLAT TV screen and even do it in Dolby Surround 6.1 *makes a little mental booty shake*
I will probably make a bento for his trip to Spain. The poor man doesn't eat Spanish food (he is missing a lot!!). I found a
beautiful bento box on ebay.com but that is on too short notice, so a Tupperware plastic box has to do.
His Hubbiness wouldn't even know if he had a real bento box or a fake, so plastic it is.
Image for today under the cut - taken with my very old Hauppauge TV Card
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