It's been a rough couple of weeks. I feel completely spent.
My father had prostate surgery last week - everything went as well as could be expected. He is recovering. The good news: no sign of cancer in the lymph nodes. The bad news: he is very frustrated that the recovery is so slow. Mom looks exhausted. She has her own health issues, but everything has been put on hold until dad is better.
Work has been one emergency after another. We've had one project after another with very tight deadlines. "Stressful" is an understatement.
Also, I've been feeling so extremely tired. Like I can barely move. Maybe it's a combination of work+life stress. Maybe its the tamoxifen I'm taking (preventative for high-risk breast cancer). Maybe it's the thyroid.
Somehow, I need to keep going. Somehow, I need to muster the energy to make lunches, help kids with schoolwork, do household chores...
Among all this daily struggle, our family did manage some good times. Last weekend, I took the kids to the Farmers Market (1st time in 2 years - last year everything was canceled because of the pandemic). We got some vegetables and baked treats. We went to a nearby park, where we ate the treats and the kids hunted frogs and turtles in the pond.
It was so nice... It felt so special do be doing this things that were once so ordinary. Going to farmers market with kids, walking around town, buying things... And by the way, those carrots we got from our favorite farmer - they were amazingly sweet and delicious.
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