Hi all-long time, no chat! We’ve had a crazy month here.
First, some good news! Our remodel is ALMOST done. Or at least, we are all sleeping in bedrooms again. The baby’s room is still a work in progress but is coming along nicely. Here’s Bup’s room so far. We still need trim and closet doors, but it is so nice to have our own spaces again!
This past week, I flunked my first glucose test and was panicking about gestational diabetes. As a vegetarian, looking at the recommended diet for it, there was very little left for me to eat! Fortunately, when I went back for my 3 hour test, everything came back normal.
Bear and I started Bradley Method classes this week, too. The first one seemed good. The other couples were nice and it seemed like the class will be good for us in trying to prepare for an unmedicated VBAC.
We did get some fucktastically rotten news this week, and that is that Bear’s cancer is back. He has CLL for those who don’t know. This is obviously awful all on its own. While the cancer alone isn’t life threatening at this stage, it is chronic so it will continue to return and could mutate into a more deadly cancer one of these times. This is Bear’s second round. So, he is back to chemo on a three week cycle. He tolerates the chemo okay, but starting in the midst of my third trimester mostly means he is going to feel cruddy most of the time. I had selfishly expected to rely on him more and more as we get close to our due date and I will actually need to step it up myself instead. When he’s nauseous and exhausted, he obviously isn’t going to want to cook and clean, and the work he was doing (transit for the city-mostly driving around old sick people) isn’t doable in his condition, so he won’t be able to work either. Fantastic to lose that income right before the holidays. Additionally, it looks like the chemo will probably run right through the birth of the baby. We’re both hoping he can finish early, but can’t count on that. On the plus side, this is a treatable if incurable cancer, so he WILL go back into remission. It s a few months of suck for a few years of health. So we will get through it, and we know what to expect now, so we won’t be as blindsided by what it does to him, to our relationship, and our lives in general. (The first round of this was rough and pretty emotionally exhausting.) But everything will be alright eventually. And there’s always the possibility that someone will find a damn cure before it comes around again. After all, it IS a cancer that old white men get more than any other population, so of course, there is lots of research on it.
I think that about brings everyone up to speed. A big congrats to my friend Jess at http://everylittlethingsgonnabealright.wordpress.com/ and her BFP after MANY long years. Hope all is well with the rest of you, too!
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