Blog Understudy from Lee
G has had a bad day today and has not been well enough to write his blog so I promised to substitute for him tonight! The chemo is beginning to kick in and G is having a rough time but he is dealing with it really well. I am finding all this quite difficult to handle as just a few days ago we were dancing on the roof on Hogmany, embarrassing the kids by singing bat out of hell with some friends and the obligitory hairbrush microphones.....then I let him walk into a hospital ward and let him get hooked up to the poison bags and watch as the poison bags drip into him....this can't be right. I had this idea when we were up in Glencoe just to keep driving and run away somewhere and hide him on a remote Scottish Island and keep all these doctors very much at bay. While they are clearly experts in the Dark Arts of poisoning you would think they would have also suggested some serious drugs to help you through all this or better still let you go to sleep for a couple of weeks while the chemo does its thing....I'm going to ask the doctor about this tommorrow.
We hope G can come home tommorow as he gets his last chemo tonight. The girls and I have scrubbed and hoovered and cleaned the house ready for him to come home. We have even vacuumed the cats. Holly has helped me make some chicken soup for him and Poppy made a lovely picture.
It is after midnight now and I feel a bit shattered. I just want to get him out of that hospital and back home. I came home today and just lay down in the hall like a star fish and had a large glass of malt whisky. I read this:
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
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Thank you for the postings, and keeping us all up to date. It must be so hard at the end of an emotionally charged day to keep your chin up. It's good to know that all the family are strong and encouraging, and remember that there are lots of old friends behind you all the way.
I've always like the Robert Frost poem, although I tend to read it as encouragement to stop dithering, rather than the equal advantages of different paths - a good share.
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