Day +168 Pools are worse than Westjet

So, this is the two year anniversary of my cancer diagnosis, and it passed by without too much fanfare. I suggested going out to celebrate, but Caity was hesitant about celebrating one of the worst days of our lives. Go figure.

My doctor's visit today yielded no new positive results. Right now, my energy levels are at an all time low, and according to the hospital records, I've been losing about 2/3 of a kilogram every week for the past two months. I was told by the dietician that it was anything goes right now as far as diet is concerned. I've never heard a dietician ever say it was alright (and highly recommended) to mix ice cream in with my weight gain shakes that I now have to drink. She said as plain as day that it didn't matter what I ate, just as long as I got enough calories right now. It's frustrating mostly because on paper my blood tests indicate that I'm in perfect health. Right now, there's nothing left to do except treat me for anything that pops up that might be harmful to my health. Other than that, I've got to just except that I'm going to have low grade nausea, and no energy until my body decides it doesn't want to be tired and pukey. When will it stop? Anywhere from one day to the rest of my life. Well, at least they've given me a range to work with.

I have one bit of advice for anyone out there in my situation. Don't set deadlines for yourself. All you're going to do is set yourself up for failure. I was supposed to be back at the gym by April 1st. I was supposed to be done my internet course by the end of April. Currently, I haven't worked out in almost a month, and I have barely broken the spine on my textbook. Right now, just getting up before noon, and going for a walk in the dog park are two parts of a very successful day. That's about all I've got right now.

I also found out that I'm allowed to go on a plane right now, but I've got to wait a full year before I'm allowed in a public pool. We all know that planes are germ factories, but just how bad are the conditions in a public pool that they pale in comparison to a crowded Westjet flight? That means no aqua-tots class for me. I'm going to miss watching the kids play in the water, but the thought of spending for than 10 seconds in the kiddie pool really grosses me out. Did you know that waterproof diapers do nothing but keep the poop out of the water. That's a lot of kiddie pee in the kiddie pool.

That's all I've got in me tonight. I'm really wiped out, and I need some sleep. Goodnight.