Rough week

Just when I thought I'd gotten past all the nausea and vomiting and had weaned myself off most of my meds, all those nasty symptoms returned in full force. Plus I had crying spells for no reason leading me to return to my anti-depressants and anti-nausea meds - pretty much I'm back on all my meds and feeling just a bit better. No vomiting today. But it's slow going and I'm impatient to feel better.

The brain MRI is scheduled for next week on the 19th. When I worked as nurse, we sometimes had patients who would come in with advanced problems that could have had simple solutions if only they had come in earlier. I was always astonished when they were asked why they didn't come in sooner and the answer was, "I didn't want to know". Now I'm in a position to understand that reply somewhat. Part of me doesn't want to know if the brain tumors are growing because then I will be facing very bad news. On the other hand...what else can you do? These things have to be faced. But it's pretty scary.

On the bright side: we got a puppy about a month ago. I love dogs and lost my little dog to coyotes in the spring. Ever since, we've been looking for another dog. I was sort of half-hearted in my search but my sister, LuAnne made it her mission. We finally found (accidently) some neighbors who were selling cairn terrier puppies. I've not been familar with this breed but read up on them and they sounded like great dogs. My sister Carolyn (who lives next door) and I both got puppies after falling in love with the cute little things. Everyone says it has perked me up to have a puppy again. Now we just have to get through the potty-training phase...yuck!