The one thing I've learned over the past few days, is that as much as I've heard the well-intentioned advice of taking care of myself, sometimes you just have to suck it up and do what needs to be done.
I'd love to have a good night's sleep again, but if it means that she gets up the middle of the night, falls and splits her head open, I'd be negligent. It's already happened and both she and I are lucky it wasn't worse than it was.
I'd love to go to the gym and get in my normal workouts, but if it gives her a chance to wander off and go into traffic, that's on me.
It would be great if someone else can share this burden, but we don't have the money to pay somebody and everyone else has jobs. Eventually we'll work out a schedule, but until then fair or not, this falls on me. The logistical and financial stuff is more what my brothers are doing and I tend to stay out of that.
It may not be fair, but it's not fair that she has cancer and probably won't be around to go to her oldest granddaughter's high school graduation in a few months.
I know of high school kids who work a full-time third-shift job to help support their families, put in a full day at school and play sports. I'm a grown man and I really shouldn't be whining about something that is probably just a minor inconvenience in the grand scheme of things.
