When I opted to receive chemo, I knew there would be side effects. Most likely, nausea and exhaustion. I was hoping, though, that somehow because I was only doing a single round of chemo that I’d be able to avoid anything too severe. At first I was right. But by the third day, I was feeling pretty sick. Alex said that now I understood how she felt with morning sickness. I said “leave me alone, I’m tired and I’ve only slept 14 hours today.”

Fortunately, the worst seems to be over now. This is particularly good news since Alex’s mom has returned to Illinois and Alex is back at work. That means that I’m alone with Flynn all day. And there’s one important lesson that I’ve learned from all this. That is that… sorry. Hold on.

Ok. I apologize. Flynn was trying to eat a shoe. Anyway, as I was saying. The thing that I’ve learned is that… One second.

Sorry for that. Flynn was pouring his milk all over the carpet. So the big lesson that I’m trying to take away is… I’ll be right back.

Flynn was attempting to hurl himself off a chair. How did he even get up there? So where was I? Oh right. The important lesson. That is that no matter… What in the world?

Ok, sorry again. Flynn was spitting up and trying to finger paint with it. One more try.

What I’ve learned from this is that no matter how badly I feel now, it could be worse. And that I should be thankful for the excellent prognosis I’ve received. I am lucky that I only have to go through one round of chemo and I’ll be able to move on with life.

Also, nine month olds are exhausting.