Hi Everyone,
I have been wanting to share but felt I really did not have the right, not being the ANer, but rather the spouse/caregiver. Also, sharing our feelings with others is something still very new to Scarlett and I.
Something happened Thursday evening, so……. here I go.
I don’t quite know where or really how to start, but will try not to write a book which is hard once I get started.
My (our, Scarlett works there too) work place has shifted my hours, so I start my week at 2:00 a.m. Monday morning with, a 4 hour shift, then do three 12 hour shifts 6 p.m. to 6 a.m.. So Thursday night was my transition night, back to normal sleeping. After going to bed around 2 a.m. Friday I woke up at 6 a.m., took a couple melatonin to help me get back to sleep and a ciprofloxacin for my Sinusitis. My mind would not stop, so here I am.
After losing her job after 25 years when the shop closed it’s doors in 2004, Scarlett and I were pretty down for a long time. Since that time I’ve lost my oldest brother Russ to cancer, both my Godparents, along with a few Aunts and Uncles. A year ago on 10/8/08 Scarlett went to her Dr. after experiencing dizziness and hearing loss, and on 11/12/08 was diagnosed with a 2 ½ cm mass, the AN Journey began.
On 11/28/08 Scarlett’s sister’s brother-in-law Bob passed away. Since his death, we have become close with his wife Shirley.
On 1/2/09, the day after our 26th wedding anniversary, we found out I might have prostate cancer. So, Scarlett had her surgery on 3/18/09, and on 4/3/09 I had prostate biopsies to see if I had prostate cancer. The biopsies showed benign inflammation, no cancer. Two months ago our work place announced that it was closing, and moving operations to Mexico. Scarlett will once again be unemployed, as will I after 15 years with the company. On 9/10/09 I went to my Dr. because of facial pressure around my right eye, and ear. A CT scan on 9/17/09 showed I have Sinusitis.
The bull just does not seem to stop! And neither does the spiral downward with depression.
The AN Journey is quite an emotional roller coaster, as you all know. And although Scarlett’s surgery went extremely well, she has balance issues, constant pressure in her head, and daily head aches. She goes to VPT usually every other week, and has an appointment to see a headache specialist (thanks Phil) in November.
Thursday evening Shirley stopped by to visit. She had just come from the Veterans Cemetery, it was Bob’s birthday. Bob’s funeral was a year ago 11/28/09.
Friday morning at 6:27 a.m., while I waited for the melatonin to do it’s job (counting sheep so to speak), the emotions started to flow. I started thinking of how Scarlett’s (and mine) life has been changed forever, and all the other crap we have been through.
Here I was feeling sorry for myself and Shirley just visited us on her husband’s birthday. This woman of 58 manages to get up every morning, put on a smile, and get on with life. She reminds me of Tom Hanks in Cast Away where he says you just have to get up every morning and breathe.
So I decided to kick myself in the A$$ and count my blessings instead of sheep.
(Bing Crosby & Rosemary Clooney – Count your Blessings - White Christmas)
Scarlett is a live, I don’t have prostate cancer, and the CT scan only showed a sinus infection.
Rich
P.S. When Scarlett woke up, I asked her how she slept and how she was feelings, as I always do. She replied, “my head was uncomfortable all night, but no major headacheâ€. I replied, “but your aliveâ€. That started the conversation of “Count your Blessingsâ€, and she does