Thursday, November 29, 2012

Laughing all the time: it's what I do.

Like I've mentioned before, my mom has Multiple Myeloma, and is currently undergoing treatment.  Her numbers are back within normal limits, and she's doing really well, but she still has several more months of treatment before she stops.

Once a week, my mom goes for chemo, and once a month, she has to go get a 2 hour(ish) long infusion of a drug to help with any bone loss.  She doesn't have any bone loss, never has, but it's mostly a preventative measure.  For whatever reason, maybe because of the holiday week last week, her appointments were in the morning instead of the afternoon. 

Read: She was going to be stuck at the hospital all day.  Super-Aubrey to the rescue!  She called me to see if I would go with her, to keep her company, but mostly to be her lackey if she was hungry or needed anything.  Sure!  Why not?

It probably would've been a good idea to have more than 2-3 hours of sleep last night, but I like to live on the edge.  I sent N on the bus, got ready, and headed to my mom's house so we could ride together and listen to Christmas music before it was actually December.  Christmas movies have been playing for 6 months, so I'm mostly okay with this decision.

My mom's been going to this hospital for treatment for 3 years, so several of the employees in the cancer center know her.  They all greet her by name and the sweet ladies to draw labs gave her grief this morning.  Usually, she has appointments in the afternoon, and goes in for lab draws around 3:00.  They get excited 'cause they know it's almost the end of the day (they leave at 4:00) when they see my mom walk in.

Except today.  Her lab appointment was at 9:50.  They gave her grief, and it was hilarious!  We went to see her doctor next, and he was happy with her progress.  In fact, she gets to put a little time between treatments now, even though she'll have to continue with the infusions once a month for another year or so. 

But, hey...it's progress! 

After visiting the doctor, we went downstairs for a Gingerbread Latte and then back upstairs for her infusion.  We sat in the waiting room For. Ev. ER. and when we finally got back to the back, I was a little stir crazy.  How do we fix that?  We look for dresses for the Christmas party I'm going to next weekend.

We had little to no luck, but we ended up at www.modcloth.com and were literally laughing out loud at some of the names of the dresses.  Super-cute stuff, by the way, just not what I was looking for. 

She had me run upstairs to see if her next set of appointments were ready yet, and while I was waiting to talk to the woman who schedules for her doctor, I came across this picture:

 
 
I was laughing so hard, I could hardly breathe.  So what do I do?  I rush back downstairs to read them to my mom...and I'm still laughing so hard that now I'm crying and trying my best not to snort while I read them.

I was unsuccessful on all counts.  They just caught me at a moment where I thought they were hysterical.  And I still think they're awesome.  3, 6, 7, and 8 especially.  I think like that sometimes.
 
I keep myself laughing.  Thank goodness I find myself amusing.
 
 
After the hospital, my mom and I went to go look at dresses in person.  I tried on a super-bright orange halter...mostly because I figured it would look horrible and be funny.
 
Score one for Aubrey!  I've literally been laughing all day long.  It kinda hurts my head!
 
 
I found one that might be a winner, but they didn't have my size...anywhere.  At any store.  Or online.  So it was either: try to squeeze into one and not breathe (not a fan) or wear one that is too big and hope it doesn't fall off...which would probably provide others with a bit of entertainment, but I'm not that self-loathing. 

So, back to the drawing board!  And it's too bad too...because the dress was kinda great.  And it even had pockets!  It just needed some color to liven it up a little.
 
My goal is to go look again tomorrow since I'm on a roll, go read to B's class, and then relax before going shopping again with my mom on Saturday.  I'm so glad she's here, but it would be PERFECT if my Seester could be here too.
 
 
And, since I literally slept for 2.75 hours last night, I'm going to bed at 9:15.  Thank you, and goodnight.
 
Aubs
 
 



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