I’m a bit angry today. These days are in the minority, thankfully. I don’t spend a lot of my time feeling angry, though I’m acutely aware that if I did, it’d be understandable. I try to stay grounded in gratitude, which honestly is pretty easy.
SIL recorded an interview with someone where she was asked about Derrick and his diagnosis. Talked about how hard it is… for her and my BIL.
MIL is really off the deep end with some shit she’s saying to her other son, my BIL. Doesn’t bode well for her overall state of mind but unfortunately we need her for Holden’s weekday care. With him at least, she seems even keel. Keeping a close eye.
Holden’s off to his friends 5th bday party today. MIL is taking him so B can get some much needed down time for himself. Even a few hours helps. In my mind though, I can already hear my MIL airing everything she knows about my family to all the other parents at the bday party. Everybody wants the attention I guess, huh?
Meanwhile here we are, riding out the tail end of chemo round 3 count recovery. Next week should bring a recovered immune system and hopefully some information about how he’s responded, which will influence next steps.
It’s been a while since my last update, such is life. We’re ok. One foot in front of the other and trying to seize the good moments, of which there have been plenty.
