Well I am checked in to Hotel 57. My room is just being re-cleaned, so I'm sitting in the "lounge" and thought I'd do a quick post.
This past Saturday, Tasha and I planned to head to Banff for the night, to have lunch, shop, see Sex in the City and chill out at a great hotel. Like everything we do lately, plans had to be adjusted! We had a great drive out, blaring tunes and laughing, until about 20 minutes outside of Banff, when Tasha started to feel unwell. She didn't get any better once we arrived and it seemed her symptoms were similar to the allergic reactions she's experienced on the chemo she's currently on. We ended up spending the afternoon at the Mineral Springs Hospital in Banff, and luckily Tasha was eventually cleared to return home, so we drove back to Calgary around dinner-time. Besides the exhausting and scary time in the hospital, Tasha was also a little ticked that our "girls weekend" was aborted and that our Sex in the City tickets would go unused. 
So, as Tasha does with everything, she had to come up with an alternative and purchased tickets to the show online for Sunday night, and included my mom in the fun! We had a great time, dressed up a bit and got the prime seats in the house while we watched my favourite city on the big screen and Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha with great clothes, shoes and fun. The energy in the theatre was awesome, with everyone cheering when the previews were over and the ever-familiar theme music coming on, to the applause at the end of the show. It's how we should approach every day, with the absolute hope and excitement that the day will be awesome, followed by applause at the end!
So, as Tasha does with everything, she had to come up with an alternative and purchased tickets to the show online for Sunday night, and included my mom in the fun! We had a great time, dressed up a bit and got the prime seats in the house while we watched my favourite city on the big screen and Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha with great clothes, shoes and fun. The energy in the theatre was awesome, with everyone cheering when the previews were over and the ever-familiar theme music coming on, to the applause at the end of the show. It's how we should approach every day, with the absolute hope and excitement that the day will be awesome, followed by applause at the end!Sunday morning and afternoon was for the boys...Davis and Jack turned 2 and actually celebrated! They were enthralled by their new bubble lawnmowers, and laughed and danced to the Wiggles until they finally passed out.
They had me up dancing and playing guitar (even while I ate - no break for the band) and it was another great source of energy before admission to the hospital yesterday. In between the party and the movie, I was happy to have a quick visit with my aunt Marcia from Victoria/California and aunt Mary Ellen for some more positive energy!
Yesterday I officially got my hospital wristband, and while I've been doing this post I've had an ECG, bloodwork, vital signs done and anti-nausea meds. It's not quite 8:30 AM - at 9:00 am I start the first infusion of Clofarabine, a long-awaited first meeting of a friend of mine that I first met in New York City (or at least that's how I see it). We'll see how Clof and I get along...I'll keep you posted.
