Merry Chrima

Merry Chrima as Leah Sawyer likes to say. I was asleep but for some reason Mom thinks it is ok to walk in the room and just start talking to me. She asked me what I wanted for breakfast. Jesus. I am sipping on a coke. I don't think we will be doing much today. I am not sure if I feel better or not. I would like to take a little drive but I am not sure if I am up for it. My stomach is sore. I hope I can eat a little breakfast. Eating yesterday did not work at all. It was violent. It hurt. My stomach was a wall of pure acid. Mom brought me a milkshake thinking that wold be a nice treat. My stomach protested. I am so sick of this. You have no idea. I don't need to lose any more weight. I need to be building my strength for this iphos. At least they gave me the blood transfusions and the k so that built me up some. I think I feel ok today. I have not stood up. Yet. Any hooty.... I hope everyone has a great day today and tomorrow and enjoys their families and doesn't lose focus of what this is all about. Families get nutty this time of year and it's crazy but don't buy into it of you can help it. I am trying not to. Maybe I will even make it to the 5:30 mass today. If I go to st. Luke's they have this great kids nativity every year. If I go to the church I grew up in, I think it might be kind of empty but I like the priest. Hmmmm. Decisions decisions.