The past few weeks I have had way too many sleepless nights and I'm afraid it's catching up to me. Brian had surgery on Monday, something I was anxious about although it was a pretty standard surgery. It's a sign of what "normal life" will look like for us and I've been trying to live in denial a bit. There's no denying it now that he has a portacath and two tubes permanently hanging out of his chest.
After having three treatments in one week, his numbers went back up again - to our relief. We realized that he can't have a treatment every 14 days, he needs them more frequently than that. So they're currently trying every 10 days and if that doesn't work, he'll have a treatment once a week. He still has to have blood work two times a week, and now with a portacath in he has to have it flushed every three days. What a busy medical schedule he has! All of this means missed work, and it also means that he needs our car. That leaves me WITHOUT a car and without a way to go to appointments, drive Mercy to and from school (on really chilly days like today!) or run any errands I may have. It's starting to frustrate me.
Another daily struggle we've had is the childcare issue. If I want to go to the hospital WITH Brian, well, my choices are limited. Brian and I didn't like the idea of having to spend the day in Vancouver with the kiddos and no money in this weather, so on Monday Brian drove HIMSELF to VGH for his surgery and treatment. I didn't like that at all...
So currently we're trying to figure out all our options. Transportation. Income. Childcare. It's all in the works but it's all looking pretty... well, discouraging. Pray something good comes our way soon - we need a little bit of light right now!
