Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

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Gratitude

1:25pm
Cake from Nurse J
From Mama
Nurse Z
Nurse R and charge nurses.

When you’re heart and cup runneth over. Cancer has taught me the ability to endure pain and see it through the other side. Cancer has continued to teach me about compassion and kindness. The nurses here that have cared for me the last two weeks along with the aids. My heart is so full.

Stomach full pain still – Day 4. Dr C (Infectious Disease Doctor) changed my antibiotics again to try and pin point the inflammation in the intestines. The pain is 2-3 tolerable. I thought I was goin got be transfusion free during my Birthday … thought wrong. Tomorrow is my scan day to get a biopsy of my Bone Marrow and check that – chemotherapy worked. Because of delays I ended up get 4 transfusion from 6pm close to 11pm.

The main theme of leukemia right now: super super tired and stomach pain. Ill take it!

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    happy birthday Nina!

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Hello, my name is Nina. I am a mother, wife, daughter and friend. I am lover of country music, & 80’s love ballad. I love me some karaoke! I identify as hot mess mom. I get it wrong, all the time. On the rare occasions I get it right? Even I’m shocked.

I am a working professional in the field of Compliance. I am mother two, daughter to immigrant parents, wife to a “redneck” – and proud of it, sister-in-law to the two most incredible human beings I have ever met and a niece that is just so cool but doesn’t know it.

I work too hard and play too little. I’ve always focus on the wrong thing and never quite sure if I’m ever enough. I grew up on the East Coast and was a latchkey kid in the 80’s and 90’s – I dodged the sketchy people on the walk home and tried not to end up on a milk carton.

I went to a very privileged Boarding School on the East Coast and college after that. (So yeah that’s exactly why this journal will be riddled with grammatical and spelling errors. On the days I feel good, I’ll type it out. On the days I don’t feel good it’ll be voice to text. I can not be held liable for the things Siri puts in as my “voice”. ) Graduated on a Friday and started Fleet Bank on a Saturday. I hustled my way through the midnight shift at DHL and hustled and hustled and hustled. I knew nothing except the hustle. (As I said, I’m a hot mess mom).

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