Hello, my bloggy friends.
Holidays are a hard time of year to be sick, or to have a loved one be sick.
When I go to the stores to pick up medications or to get other things my husband needs, it is hard to see the Christmas lights and hear the music.
We have spent many happy Christmas seasons while other families we didn't know have been suffering. We didn't truly understand the black cloud that hovers over a family in pain. Now we are that family, and now I understand.
I don't begrudge anybody else their happy season, especially in this difficult year of the plague.
I am just so sad, people.
It's not about missing Christmas.
It's that my husband has deteriorated so much in such a short time. I am afraid he is losing the fight. His chemo is shrinking some of the tumours, but he has developed other serious health issues.
I'm sorry to be so vague, but I want to respect my husband's privacy as much as possible.
If you feel like sharing, would you let me know in the comments how each of you is doing?
I really want to hear it, whether it's good or bad.
I could use some good stories, but I'm here to listen if you have the other kind, too.
And here is a picture for you.
Take care, my friends.