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Feb. 19th, 2015 09:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeSo, it turned out things were too chaotic today to do more than get another repeat or two on a friendship bracelet done, a couple chapters read, mostly due to the fact that I can do bracelets and books at the front desk. Too many things that required fiddly attention to detail to handle, too much dealing with last minute shit, too much getting called out to the front because Beej had her chemo treatment which meant we were down two because the Lurking Bandit had to drive her.
Although for someone on chemo she's remarkably chipper, so hopefully it won't hit her too bad? We can hope. The second day's supposed to be harder, but still chipper. I keep hoping it's not going to be as bad as it sounds. I also keep seeing my grandmother, who was the last person I had an up close and personal view of them going through cancer treatment. And granted that was close to twenty years ago, and that was a much more aggressive cancer, but still. It was scary, and it was painful, and I am jittery.
That said, for being jittery, I finished up (finally. I think.) the current round of Beauty Kincaid edits, did some work in Sandborn, did some work in the other thing. I managed to do my Arabic today, which is a hell of a miracle that I remembered it anyway, and I worked on some bracelets and remembered to relax. I got soup for the poor boyfriend who's running almost a 102 degree fever, and don't think that's not freaking me out, too. And so far, I have not gotten sick. I'll call today a win.
.... at least I better not be getting sick. This cough better not become anything. Or I am going to be the crankiest cat you ever did see.
ETA: Okay, a couple hours after I typed that and some aspirin and rest and a shower, his temperature's down to 99.7. So I'll hope that's a sign and it's not going to go back up after the drugs wear off.
Although for someone on chemo she's remarkably chipper, so hopefully it won't hit her too bad? We can hope. The second day's supposed to be harder, but still chipper. I keep hoping it's not going to be as bad as it sounds. I also keep seeing my grandmother, who was the last person I had an up close and personal view of them going through cancer treatment. And granted that was close to twenty years ago, and that was a much more aggressive cancer, but still. It was scary, and it was painful, and I am jittery.
That said, for being jittery, I finished up (finally. I think.) the current round of Beauty Kincaid edits, did some work in Sandborn, did some work in the other thing. I managed to do my Arabic today, which is a hell of a miracle that I remembered it anyway, and I worked on some bracelets and remembered to relax. I got soup for the poor boyfriend who's running almost a 102 degree fever, and don't think that's not freaking me out, too. And so far, I have not gotten sick. I'll call today a win.
.... at least I better not be getting sick. This cough better not become anything. Or I am going to be the crankiest cat you ever did see.
ETA: Okay, a couple hours after I typed that and some aspirin and rest and a shower, his temperature's down to 99.7. So I'll hope that's a sign and it's not going to go back up after the drugs wear off.