Yesterday I had a crazy busy day, even for my "normal" life. I was very much looking forward to the day and I thought if I had a couple rests in the day that I'd be okay. We had a wonderful morning at Agri-Fair, we arrived early for the pancake breakfast and got to hear our good Friend Lisa Adrianne perform, she did great!
Then we hit the fairway with the girls and they each won a stuffed turtle, which they love and they got to go on lots of rides. Carmelle enjoyed the haunted house with Daddy, and admitted it wasn't as good as Disney's haunted mansion:) I had the best time on the Ferris wheel with both the girls, we got a long ride, a little to long; as I started to feel nauseated towards the end of the ride.
I had a short rest when I got home and then I had to head out again. First to the store to buy stuff for a party and then off to the party. I went to a celebration party for a wonderful young woman in my support group, Young Canadians Survivng Cancer, who is facing a scary 4th journey with cancer. She was surprised and loved, and I'm so glad I was able to be there to show her support. Julie did a great job organizing this event:)
When I got home I tried to have a nap but I eneded up just having a long rest time. Then in the evening I figured I would attempt my first outing alone with one of my children in about a year. I headed out with Carmelle to go and see the fire works at AgriFire, to celebrate Bc's 150th birthday.
We got there as it got dark and I thought the fireworks would be right away, but they weren't for another hour. Since we were there I figured we'd stay. Carmelle had fun, I got tired. We sat to watch the fireworks, which were exciting for Carmelle, but very sad compared to the celebration of lights Chris and I'd seen at English bay (We were spoiled, they were amazing!)
Abbotsford's attempt last night was more of a smoke show unfortunately, especially for my lungs. I started coughing, and couldn't stop. This has never happened to me before. It was a sobering reminder of how bad my right lung actually is. As I stumbled, coughing and light headed, to the van with Carmelle, I got a little scared. I realized I'd bitten off more than I could chew, when I started to feel very weak and had trouble loading Carmelle and the stroller into the van.
I coughed all the way home and had a lot of trouble falling asleep even though I was so tired.
When I woke I felt like I'd been put through the ringer, my body ached, my muscles and joints were weak and cramped and the over all fatigue was overwhelming. Chris had to work and had clients arriving at 9 am. I had to get up, I started my day with a few ounces of coke, some anti-inflammetories and a bottle of water. I called a babysitter to come, who will hopefully be here soon. I'm sure with a good breakfast I'll start feeling much better....I BETTER!
Learning slowly as my body teaches me,