I tried to be gentle with myself so I only worked about half my normal hours last week and tried to put the peices of myself back together with some counseling, chiropractic, yoga, and massage. The time change has been hard on me. Combined with my innate ability to move into stress-induced sleep deprivation, it's been a bad scene. I especially felt sorry for myself when I got to my favourite yoga class an hour late because the clocks in the house hadn't been changed yet. I'd spent all day looking forward to the class, and had been amazed at how much time I'd had in the evening before the class started. My teacher welcomed me with a wonderful hug and spun the situation with the suggestion that I'd made it for the best part: the long relaxation at the end. It averted tears, but just barely. I always feel like I'm behind and can't catch up. ...or I'm drowning. ...or trying to walk and my feet are stuck in sucking mud.
Yesterday, I took an actual paid vacation day, as opposed to the usual leave without pay, and Rene and I had "Rene and Mommy Day" which turned out to be sunny and a total blast. My favourite moment was driving him around the track in the double Go Kart at All Fun RV Park.
This weekend some friends we lived with in 2011 at the Ronald McDonald House were in town for their son's (in remission, thank you very much) hockey tournament. It was really nice for our two families to spend some fun time together and Rene and his friend enjoyed a lot of activities, including the swimming pool at their hotel. The hockey team included another Ronald McDonald House family we met during this stay so there were four parents to connect with for us and two friends for Rene. Rene got to know the entire team and was the best fan ever - they awarded him their team sign from the front of their bus. He cheered them on so well during the games.
Rene, who had chemo today, is getting sleepy more than usual. Otherwise he's his same old fun self. (He's on the couch snoring softly right now. Luis has gone running, leaving me with anti-nausea medicine on hand for when he wakes up).
Thank God for big blessings, like Rene's awesomeness.
Thanks everyone for all the ways you spontaneously care for us. Also, I've been wracking up the hugs and I love it. A certain tournament hosting hockey mom gave me a good one this weekend.