Yesterday was rough. Really, really rough. I think we were fooling ourselves a bit to think that my mom might escape any real side effects. Although I do believe that a positive attitude helps, it can not fend off the full-on body aches, shivers and fever brought on by the Interferon.
Even worse than all of that was the severe chest pain that forced my sister to rush my mom to the emergency room to get checked out. After a day of treatment the last thing my mom needed – not to mention my preggo sister – is to sit until 1:30am in a hospital waiting room. The good news is her heart is strong. It was just another side effect of these powerful drugs.
I am not good at this stuff. I wear my heart on my sleeve and have trouble keeping it together. I know this and I am trying to be strong. I am trying to support my mom but yesterday was really scary. It was scary because she was scared. It was scary because she was weak when usually nothing phases her.
You know what I know? That no matter how old I am and no matter that I am a mother myself, I will always be my mother’s little girl.
Wish my mom strength.
Love, hugs, strength, positive thoughts. She has it ALL from us out here!!
oh Jen. i’m SO sorry that you and your family are going through this. sending you all love and hugs.
(please also let me know if you need ANYTHING)