This week…hasn't been easy. It’s the end of the school year, change is coming to routines, life has moved fast. Some days I notice how fast it is moving. Other days I hardly notice. This week I noticed a lot how fast things are changing.
You see I volunteered to chaperone a field trip a couple of months ago for baelors class. But something happened and I couldn’t make it. So I talked with his teacher about volunteering for the zoo trip. Fast forward to this week and it’s zoo week time.
Tuesday I went in for fluids to “pregame“ for the field trip. Fluids help me feel good overall. But they don’t help my feet become less numb, or tingly, or the pads of my feet hurting. I ordered compression socks and a cane and a rollator. I loaded up my wheelchair and made a plan.
For those of you that don’t know the Stone Zoo isn’t very big. According to my watch it took me less than a half of mile to walk the whole zoo. But that night I felt like I had walked a marathon. I cried because I was happy that I went and was able to make it. I cried because I realized I had never chaperoned a field trip for Trent. And I probably never would. I cried because I was happy that I made the whole zoo trip without the wheelchair. But cried because I was sad when Baelor's friends asked why I had the walker and it’s not something I should be ashamed of using or my kids should be embarrassed by but I feel they are.
Thursday my feet killed. I could barely walk I cried Thursday night because of how much they hurt. It’s turned into pain when I walk to pain all the time. My toes feel like they are made of wood.
Friday I had fluids, and then we had the summer kickoff party. My legs are jello and not good feeling so I used the rollator. It was an emotional night. The boys principal is retiring. She has cheered on the boys, checked in on them frequently, loved them as she has every student at their school. She made a point to know every students name, to make them feel welcomed from the second she met them. To know their story, as well as the stories from home and what was happening. To say she is going to be missed is an understatement.
Trent had a playdate on Friday night that turned into a sleepover, Baelor had a sleepover on Saturday. Busy last weekend before summer vacation for us but at the same time it was quiet.
I had scans this morning, the kids have their last day of school. And are now officially on summer vacation. I officially have a 5th grader and 2nd grader. I am so proud of them and everything they have gone through this year. It hasn't been an easy year for any of us. As you all know my cancer has progressed and that has brought changes to the way I walk, the things I am able to do, etc. But the kids have been resilient and taken it in strides. I couldn't be more proud of them.
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