I'm Fine

According to Mirriam-Webster, one of the definitions of "fine" is "very well" . I'm sure if I looked into the definition further, I would find one that is more "definitive" of how I use it. When people ask me how I'm doing, I usually say, "I'm fine." Generally, that's not the case, of course, but really...who wants to hear a potentially long and drawn out explaination of how I'm really feeling? Someone asked me that today, and I said "I'm fine." Reality, is that in addition to being "diseased" as David calls it, it seems that I also have the flu. I had a temp last night of 102, and was tired, nauseous, and in pain today. I slept most of the day.

How are you doing? I'm fine. But really, I worry about paying bills, how we're going to be able to make ends meet, how my cancer is changing us now and what long-term impact it will have on the family; making sure that the kids have everything they need. I worry about my mom who in addition to worrying about me, also has my dad and everything that entails to deal with. I worry and fret about not being able to get to church, or down to the Vet's Home to see my dad and other residents who love to receive visits from the rabbits that I used to bring down a couple of times a week. But...I've been warned to stay away from crowded places; those places where germs and viruses are most likely to be making their happy rounds, and those places include the school, church, and the Vet's Home. I am so grateful that Fr. Frank has been to my house twice, so far, to give me communion. I don't know what I would do if I didn't have that much, at least, to look forward to.

The bottom line? I'm really not fine...but I'm doing as well as I can. Blessings!