Yesterday was a busy day for our family. My eldest son had been planning to watch a Neil Gaiman play in the state university and I had been on edge about it, half-wishing he'd change his mind. Since he started chemo February 2009, I've been so paranoid about germs and infections. There in lies the difficulty because teen-ager that he is, he likes his independence and wants to be with his friends every now and then. So far, I think I've been doing a pretty good job of pretending I'm not sitting on pins and needles every time he goes out. Who am I kidding?
His blood works, which we monitor twice between chemo came back okay. That's such a relief because then I don't have to worry as much about him being too susceptible to infections.
While he was out with friends, I grabbed the chance to go out with a friend and with my youngest. It's nice to just hang out and enjoy the company of others and leave behind the reality of my son's illness even for a while. Sometimes I still wonder of it's all true. Anyway, considering we were a couple of girls, I don't know how we ended up watching a violent, graphic action flick (my youngest got the better of us) instead of a chick flick. All in all though it was a nice relaxing time, just what I needed to soothe my frayed nerves.
