Braces on!

We started family member number four in braces this week.   About 10 years ago, my husband got braces. He was the test dummy for this orthodontist we found. His teeth turned out beautiful!
Since then we have moved the kids through braces. When one person finishes, another one starts. Look who is next...

That Smell will Cure Everything

I have lived my whole life near the ocean and was raised with a mom that believed that the ocean air could cure any ailment. All I needed to do was take a drive up the Coast Highway and roll down the windows. Didn't really matter the time of day or how cold it may be, smelling the ocean became my medicine to cure any heartache. And like magic.. the ocean air heals wounds.
Well, during many of those drives it would be night time or a bit too cold to have the windows down, so I would crank the heater to the hottest setting and blast my feet. The combination of warm feet cold face worked for me. I think it worked a little too good because it has become a bit of a guilty pleasure I still contiue to enjoy.
It is not practical for me to escape my life everytime I need my magic ocean air fix, so instead I just blast the heater and roll the windows down when I am out at night picking kids up from activities or if I just need a few minutes to myself to do errands.
We have had some cold nights recently so I was excited to turn on the heater and get my little 'fix' in. Then this weird thing happened. I realized after a few moments that I was still cold. That never happens. I checked my thermostat and it was up as hot as it could go. Then it dawned on me that I was only working with one foot to heat. Dang it. I have since played around and cannot trick my fake foot into believing it is warm. And heating one foot just isn't enough to beat the cold coming inside the window. I'm going to have to play around with that some more because I'm not going to give up my 'Ocean Air'.

Brain freeze

One side effect from having chemotherapy is something called "chemo brain". This is something I hoped wouldn't last very long but I am still struggleing to live with it. Simply put, I just can't remember everyday things. It is like having a word on the tip of your tongue and not being able to recall what it is. Only I do this all day long. I am learning to stop myself and think before I spout out a wrong word. And sometimes I pause and still can't find the word I'm looking for. It is frustrating. Or I walk in the other room to get something and can't remember what I was just going to get. Now I know this happens to everyone. But mine is so much worse. I have finally realized that I have to start carrying around a notebook in my pocket to take notes.For example, I went to the store to buy bread. Only bread. I got there and couldn't remember what I needed. I walked up each aisle to try to jog my memory. Needless to say, I didn't buy bread but many other items I thought I needed. Today's most forgetful moment happen soon after I got up. After I got the kids settled downstairs, I went back upstairs to grab the quilt off my bed to put it in the wash. When I got to my room I noticed that I hadn't made my bed and so I stopped to make it. Throw pillows and all. Even straightened the sheets and quilt to make it look quite nice. I stepped back to compliment myself on a job well done. Something I usually do in a hurry and not so neatly. I thought to myself, 'This feels great! I love it when the bed is made.' I then turned to leave the room and thought, "Now what did I come up here to get?"
Argghhhh! Happy feeling gone! I grudgingly unmade the bed and brought the quilt downstairs to wash. And no.... I didn't remake the bed again after the quilt was washed.

Check it once, Check it twice

I get my lungs re-checked every 6 months. I went in and had a CT scan last week.  And I got the awaited phone call yesterday with the results.

My lungs are ALL CLEAR!!

Holiday Happiness

I had the best Christmas this year. It wasn't because of any gifts, or vacations, or anything else tangible. It was just great to be alive and feeling well to enjoy the season and be with my family. I reflected many times on what I was doing and how I was feeling during Christmas week last year. I was in an oncology room getting pumped full of Chemo. I didn't have a wish list for Santa, but instead said many heartfelt prayers pleading with my Heavenly Father that I would live through each day of treatment and the awful days that followed. I remember being too tired last year to even lift my arms to open a gift. The kids would say, "Mom, it is your turn. Open one of your gifts!" I would struggle to lift my arms and tear the wrapping paper. I always needed a helping hand with each gift I opened. I don't even remember what was in the boxes. But I remember feeling so grateful that I was able to simply be at home with my family and watch their joy. Although I enjoyed the Christmas season so much this year. I love all the decorating, tree trimming, singing Christmas songs, and so much more. I am forever changed and will always enjoy most the simple act of living and being present in the lives of my children. I am so blessed.