Christmas week

I'd been worried, going into Christmas, about my first Christmas while in chemo. I had read on another cancer patient's blog about her problems on her first Christmas after diagnosis, attempting to do too much. I even put my chemo off for a week so it would happen during New Year's week instead. I don't have very much stamina so helping with the meals and housework is pretty much beyond me. Even entertaining is something I can do only in small bites, for an hour or so at a time.

All turned out well. My family came to stay and everybody pitched in. We had them change their own sheets on the beds and do dishes and help with the cooking. Barry and Amy did the whole Christmas day feast with turkey and gravy and mashed potatoes and stuffing and vegetables and pumpkin pie. I took breaks in bed when I needed to and everything worked out well.

Lucia was sooo excited. She pulled her first gifts out of her Christmas stocking and excitedly said "I got Diego bandaids for Christmas!". She had many other gifts and had to play with them all, in turn, before we could open any more. We were still opening gifts after dinner! Lucia got a digital camera, and her photos were pretty funny: peoples' knees and shots of the carpet, etc all taken from about 2 feet from the ground. She got lots of Diego stuff, her current fave.


Emma slept through her gifts, so Lucia opened them for her. They both got big, soft, cuddly teddy bears from Great-Uncle Dennis and Great-Aunt Evy.