Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…


Two Steps Forward One Step Back

I got the approval last night that I was accepted into the trial study at around 8:30pm. I was so grateful and really looking forward to the next steps. But then this morning I had a fever and I wasn’t allowed to proceed with the study trial. I was very disappointed and devastated that I wasn’t about to start today.

It was disappointing but i have to stay mentally strong but it’s hard. I have been in the hospital since 6/24/24 – I haven’t see my children and now that they are sick I haven’t seen J. My mind wanders when I’m alone in the hospital room. L has stayed with me since Sunday and then A is going to stay with me on Wednesday. I’m not good by myself. When the housing manager kicked me out of the 3rd floor I was by myself and couldn’t defend myself. Nurse S was going to call the patient advocate to follow up but the hospital computer systems crashed today.

I walked 5 laps today to keep myself on track, I have to keep moving and stay stable to start the trial study. It’s hard to stay on track mentally. There are moments when you feel strong but the quiet creeps in. You start to think of the things you shouldn’t.

Both children are sick with Covid so I wasn’t able to see them this past weekend, that alone was very tough. S was supposed to have an excursion camp to Disneyland and she is devastated that she can’t go. I felt her sadness on such a level since I was in the same state as well.

it’s hard to pivot. We say just pivot but realistically pivots are not easy to do. I had difficulty pivoting just two days for my study drug. Pivoting is truly easy said that done you have to make peace and let go. You wonder sometimes…how does one keep pivoting over and over? How do you adapt? How do you make peace with it and let it go? Is this some ultra zen place you need to be at?



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About Me

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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