my weekend

I kept my self busy this past weekend. There was plenty to do in my flower beds and I finished painting my screened porch. Keeping busy is good medicine.
Thomas and I kept the news to our self for over a day and then I started telling my loved ones. I told our girls, Sarah is my rock and Sandra is the emotional one. When hard times come it's Sarah that you need around. Then I headed to tell Daddy and then went inside to tell Mom. Later that evening I started telling my girlfriends, Cindy, Linda, Shelley, then Heather at Jubilee. I won't go into detail about everyone's reaction cause I don't want to cry.
Saturday Daddy came back and he helped me feed the chickens and he started to tear up and said he just couldn't come back to my house if I wasn't here. Then we both teared up. So we made a pack--that if he would live to be 90 that I would fight this cancer and I would help him celebrate with him and have a big party. So we shook on it and he said, "it's a deal. So we both will still be here in five years and you all are invited too the party.
I made a few other calls to folks, I wanted them to hear it from me and not the gossip line. Those who gossip never get anything correct.
I'm doing ok. As long as I don't ponder on it to long. But then you think of something and you cry. It's the unknown that you fear-- how will these treatments affect me--am I going to still be able to do all the things that I always do. I told the nurses at the Cancer Center that we could set me up a room and when Heather got backed up on orders they could send them to me and I would design while getting chemo. They laughed and said they would love that.
I get tied easy now and I'm not that hungry. I have been eating a lot of fruit the last few weeks and it always taste good.
Have a good evening and I will talk to you tomorrow!!