A Perfectly Uneventful Weekend

The weekend was such a refreshing break, and I am happy to say that as predicted, I watched football, spent time with my family, and ate my Omi's mashed potatoes--they are the best in the world. We lazed through the weekend with no major problems and few minor ones. The two that were encountered were actually pretty funny, and I am going to try to give them both justice in a quick recount of the events. My mom and I left Houston for the lakehouse (a 2 and a half hour journey) at 1 pm or so on Saturday afternoon. After about 45 minutes of painful stop-and-go traffic driving, we stopped at a Sonic to get something to eat. "Mom, we got all my medicines, didn't we?" Why I didn't asked this 45 minutes earlier, I still don't know. My mom sat thinking for a minute, a second later in a highly exasperated voice "I forgot your heparin flush!" Heparin flush is a liquid injection that my mom shoots into the catheter in my chest daily to clean it out. It's a pretty important step in my daily routine. Now to my moms credit, I didn't help her at all in the packing of the car, and it was an easy mistake that I could have definitely helped to prevent. Thankfully, the hour and a half extra in the car was thought of as little more than a comical mishap shortly after. On Sunday evening, I asked my mom to change the dressing over my catheter. It's supposed to be changed once a week, and there is like an 18 step completely sterile process to change it. It's kind of a pain, but since the catheter leads into one of the major veins close to the heart, it's kind of important to keep it clean. So anyways, after my mom had cleaned the surface of the countertop, slowly taken off the old bandage, carefully cleaned the wound, and re-covered it with new gauze, she looks for the special type of bandage to put over the gauze and it is nowhere to be found. After this 20 minute process of slow and sterile cleaning, I'm sitting on the chair with only gauze over these holes in my chest. Come to find out, all of the supplies for the dressing change came in the package that we received from the hospital, everything that is EXCEPT the bandage. It was late and the lakehouse is out in the country, so there was no hope of going to a pharmacy. My mom, the creative mind that she is, made due with Glad clingwrap, white medical tape and bandaids. We will be changing this make-shift bandage as soon as we get back to Houston. I can't help but laugh whenever I think about it; me sitting in a chair watching while everyone is frantically searching for some sort of bandage. The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful, but uneventful right now is good. I have decided that my mom and grandma are the two most servant-hearted people that I have ever met. They really find joy in serving other people, and I can really see Christ in them. So if you are reading this mom and Omi, I want to say thank you because I don't think I say it enough.
My dad brought me a box of various letters and a couple packages that were all sent to my house in Waco. I feel so blessed to have the love and support of so many people. Thank you again and again--I can't say it enough.
A prayer answered--After 5 days of tirelessly searching, my mom and I have an apartment and will be moving in on November 18th. We are both so excited to have a "home." It is very close to the hospital, close to some fun shopping (this could be trouble, j/k dad), and just plain beautiful. There's a work-out facility, pool, lake, entertainment center, business center, and everything you can think of. God is good and is continually providing.
Tomorrow I have out-patient chemo, three different types; one will be new and the other two I've had before. Please pray that my body responds well to the chemos.

Thanks for all of your prayers :) I am one blessed girl.