Things are going okay in the Lane household. We are having our challenges like my headaches and his chemo side effects, but also precious moments.
Josh and Steve have finished painting one room and will now replace outlets and the ceiling light. Then it's on to the kitchen.
The chemo is affecting Steve's nose, mouth and stomach. But he is talking about things and that makes me happy and sad. Funny how I wanted him to share and now that he is my heart hurts.
I'm tired mostly. A sort of exhaustion that comes from a slow drawn out trauma. My words don't come when I talk. Just now...that last sentence doesn't sound right. I walk slow and think slow. Oh well.
Steve is the most talkative in the morning. So we coffee together in bed. Some days, he has been up since 4 a.m. so he has a lot of thinking going on. I listen. Then at night, our 7 p.m. 'gather at the table' is more of a recap, but we are both so tired at that point. It's all good.