According to plan

Nothing ever goes as such.
Recovery is somewhat easy if you don't count the issues in the meantime.
Again, over the weekend, I had constant nausea and abdominal pains from food issues. I am only guessing here, but I think it is all attributed to the gallbladder surgery.
Ugh, who knows?
All I know is that I've called my Doctor the last 2 weekends in a row and I'm not calling her again on a weekend. And I'm NOT going to the damn ER like everyone wants me to do. They will give me a shot of phenergren and it will last a couple of hours and that will be it. Back to being nauseous. I've been exhausted and only really able to get to Iris' soccer game. Even then I was hurting and heaving.
Still nauseous days later- though I am closer to my goal weight. :)
I think my girls are getting used to the way things are and the way they'll probably be for a while. I do the less active things with them. Sitting on the floor playing people, painting, cooking, reading to them and so on. Nothing wrong with that. I just don't like being the 'lazy' mom. It's what I feel like.
So Mother Nature visited me this week for the first time in a year. The joke's on her though- I'll be back on chemo in a month knocking her back a few notches again. In your FACE lady!

Fall is my favorite season. Halloween, my favorite holiday. I am still dressing up for the yearly Halloween party, not as creative as I wanted to be with it, but dressing up none the less.
My house is slowly coming together. I actually put up TWO, yes, count them- TWO things on my walls yesterday. At this rate I should be in the running with the Louvre in a few Million years. I'm hoping to get some stuff printed and framed soon so this looks like a house that is lived in- instead of 'just moved in.'
And to actually get a hobby I'm going to start painting. haven't decided watercolors or oil yet, but I though I'd do little ones and sell them in May for a Relay For Life fundraiser. I will call them "Original Rachels." Who wouldn't want a piece of that? Maybe I'll even get an Etsy shop. I'll make millions!
Of course I can't decide what it is I'm going to paint. I'll let my brush do the work. hee hee.
I also need to start working out... have I said that before? Of course I have!!! But name one person around me that has the balls to say "Rachel, get off your ass and DO something!"

My Dad.

Although he doesn't use those words. I think it went more like "If you want to learn to ride my motorcycles, you need to start strengthening your legs to hold the bike up." Veeery diplomatic Daddy. :)
He's gonna get my treadmill to the basement and get me set up for weights with him. He knows I'll do it then because there are few things worse than disappointing my Dad. I just don't like doing it. Didn't like it when I was in high school, don't like it now. So Maybe it will work for me. Chemo and Cancer be damned, I'll get into shape sometime.
According to plan.