The Christmas Bell

Well, I just got back from my treatment tonight and I'm feeling pretty good. Wednesday and Thursday were a little rough probably because I had the week before off but now I think that my body is getting used to it again. I only have 2 left and then I get 10 days off. I'm pretty pumped about this - just in time for Spring Break!!

I want to rewind for a minute back to just after my surgery. I forgot to tell you the best Christmas story! A few days after surgery I was recovering at home and the boys were being so loveable and helpful. They really wanted their mom to get better soon. They would all come into my room regularly asking me if I needed anything. Gavin came in one day (he's 8) and when I told him that I was fine he ran out to our Christmas tree and brought me back a little jingle bell ornament. He told me that all I had to do was ring the bell and he would come check on me. So cute! So the next day I was getting something off my bedside table and I knocked the bell to the floor. Well, all of a sudden I had my three boys running into my room to see what they could do for me. When I told them that I had knocked the bell off accidently and after convincing them that I really didn't need anything they went back to what they were doing. I have the 3 most wonderful boys!! They have really helped me through this giving me ample hugs and kisses!

Anyway, better get to bed and cozy into my electric blanket before the chills start. I will be giving my boys extra hugs tonight!!!