Sometimes when you feel the worst...

This week has been pretty brutal as far as how I feel. I despise being nauseous any way, so four straight days of it has not been a picnic.  I don't throw up a lot as doing so is particularly challenging between the feeding tube and the trach. However, if you've ever been so sick to your stomach that you wish you could barf and get it over with, you can recognize that this is no blessing.

But blessings are more what is on my mind than barfing. I cannot keep up with all the blessings bestowed upon us. Sometimes when I think about it, it reduces me to tears.

Today I had Physical Therapy with Karen. She was wonderful as always. It always makes me feel better and she always has good advice for making life more pleasant over all. For the first half of my session today, I tried to list all the people who love and care about me. The list was really long.  To realize the sheer numbers of people cheering me on, loving, praying and caring is overwhelming.

Aura brought dinner last night. She lamented it wasn't homemade. Please. You took time, money and effort to provide a meal for my family. Do not give it a second thought. I'm sure it was wonderful. Not that I can stand the thought of food.

Angie took Karissa to the Art Show last night and did her homework with her afterwards. She was able to get the whole Art Show experience which there was no way I was up for. We can't even divide and conquer because Kelly is in charge of trach care, so where he goes I go, and vice versa.

Eileen came this morning to do some yard work. She did some general clean up and checked on the chickens. She also made me a lovely hat, which I promptly put on to cover my slowly shedding hair. AND she brought money from a collection at the last Stand meeting. What? The kindness and generosity continues to exceed my wildest dreams.

The Google Calendar continues to fill with people eager to help out. The Temple called today to check on the details of the continuing meal train. My BIL and SIL confirmed that they have set up a cleaning service to come in. What?

Miracle Mia checked in today, too. She said people are coming out of the woodwork offering to pay for sessions. The gift of healing. What?

Cards come. Emails come. Facebook comments of encouragement are posted. People who've been through chemo offer advice. On the days that I can't even get off the couch, these missives are a welcome bit of sunshine.

Karina is here for the weekend to help out and celebrate. Karissa brings her exuberance wherever she goes. Kelly continues to be completely amazing. There are not enough words to say what everyone has done for me, most of all him.

It can always be worse. There is always something to be thankful for, even if that is that the anti-nausea meds make you go to sleep. Know that you all have my undying gratitude and love. I can't imagine doing this without you.

Love,
Kiara