Dorkomatics!

I've been playing Immunity Roulette for the past month or so and it finally caught up to me. I was feeling so good, and had sooooo much to do that I must have forgotten to refill my hand sanitizer. Or maybe I should have been wearing a mask......because I love looking like a freak! On a freak note, have you ever felt like someone was staring at you, but when you look at them, they look away. Happens alot these days. Must be my smile because I don't usually go out in public in my Hooters tshirt ;-)

Anyway, had a low grade fever yesterday, along with alot of aches. Doc thinks it just a virus because my immune system is still a bit compromised. My white blood counts were still low last week and doc thinks it's a combination of the bone marrow not recovering yet from the chemo and from the radiation to my chest area compromising it.

So, with the tan turning to a distinct rosy color and whatever this irritating virus is, I'm back to shuffling. Not quite to my 90 yr old chemo self, but I think I could pass for 72 easily if you witnessed me trying to get out of my recliner! I'm hoping it's temporary, cause I'm kinda partial to picking up my feet when I walk. Yesterday, John and I went to Roman's school picnic. We got there a few minutes early and alot of the parents were waiting outside the classroom. I got that distinct feeling that everyone was staring at the little old bald man shuffling by (me). Once I sat down, I was overcome with emotion.....not sure what it was, but I think it had to do with being soooooo sick of being sick and wanting to be out and about mixing it up like I always have without people feeling sorry for me. Anyway, the feeling passed quickly and then the kids came out to have their picnic with the parents. Romie came out with that big goofy smile of his and everything was all good again. Well, almost everything. I am usually up early and make sure Romie is dressed and has a good breakfast and I pack his lunch. I was feeling yuck that morning, and I didn't pack his lunch because I knew we were going to have lunch with him. So, John had gotten him some breakfast and walked him to the bus stop. Anyway, Roman was wearing his shirt backwards and his pants were just about falling down because he didn't have a belt on.......We had a nice little chuckle that I'm going to need to stick around to make sure the two of them don't go out in public looking like dorks every day. I'm good with that!