My friend Fern has a coin purse that says, “Life is all about how you handle Plan B.” Well, yee-haw… Plan B is in full swing because I got a fever Tuesday night… just in time for Bryan’s entire immune system to get wiped out. We waited three years for this new MS treatment and this is the week I get sick?!? I had to leave Wednesday – not only was I unable to help, but I became a burden on the whole Plan A system that hung in an already delicate balance.
This is bad to admit, but sometimes I think I’m Atlas – like I can hold up the whole world – or at least my little corner of it. This week, I was reminded that it’s not true, and more importantly, not necessary!!! My parents held down the fort at home with help from our neighbors and church – Bryan’s sister Kathryn went to care for their mom (who has been doing her own chemo for breast cancer) so Bryan’s dad could come stay with Bryan. I haven’t been home yet so as not to contaminate the house. The house is clean but my parents went by to give it a quick Lysol treatment. Bryan gets home today and has to be quarantined for 7-10 days so my brother Steve is going to stay with him until I’m well.
I have been in this chair in my parents living room for 48 hours. Worthless. But it’s fine. Actually, it’s better than fine – it’s pretty great to be reminded how many people love us and how amazingly generous friends and family can be. It’s humbling.
I am sitting in this chair feeling so very grateful.