I knew that Christmas day last year would suck but like everything during those 24 weeks of hell, I’d get through it. I remember saying “Gosh next year its going to be sooo much better, in soooo many ways”. And MAN I was sooooo right!! I knew then I’d appreciate this year after what we had to deal w/ before but man…I look at this picture of last Christmas and it brings tears to my eyes! It was such a horrible day…from what I can remember through the chemo-haze! (I remember most by the pictures…and us Gallagher's always do everything the same every year…we never deviate from our routines EXCEPT this year we skipped the potato salad and I made Jody’s Twice Baked Potatoes which were a total HIT!) I had chemo on the 23rd, so by the 25th I was NOT feeling well! I had to pretend like I was feeling ok so that no one would know how much I was hating every second of it. It makes me sad that I was so miserable for Owen’s first Christmas; at least he won’t remember it…and hey, in all the pictures I faked it pretty darn good! I was feeling SO bad that day that I went BALD all day. Usually when I was going through treatment I’d always wear something on my head when other people were around. I was only comfortable for Owen, Yosh and Mom to see me really hair-less. But when I woke up last Christmas morning…my “chemo hangover” was in full effect I had to just get myself dressed and be ready for the day! Of course our families were wonderful…they cooked, cleaned and made Owen’s first Christmas as normal as it could be.
I not only appreciated being able to have a wonderful Christmas day with/for Owen but also for my husband. Yosh wasn’t physically the one with the cancer last year but he had to go through all of it with me, whether he wanted to or not. It was like he too was the cancer patient going to some of the treatments, taking days off work, doing the cooking (or fast-food runs) and trying to just be the supportive strong husband for me! Only difference was he got to keep his hair, endured only self-inflicted hangovers, never had needles pricking the hell outta him and didn’t gain the 12lbs that I did (wait sooo not fair!)!!! Yosh is a HUGE Christmas person (minus the whole outside lights thing haha) but he’s totally like a child…wants me to stay up past him, lay out his presents, fill his stocking, etc. (Deep down I think he still kinda believes in Santa) but last year he had to play the Santa…he even had too fill his own stocking (which you better believe he did!) This year was just so much better…we have a “real” child to play Santa for and its so much fun! I now understand why my Dad was the way he was about Christmas and Santa and why he NEVER wanted Paul and I to stop believing! Playing Santa is great…and I can’t wait for the days when Owen believes and knows what Santa is all about…OHHHH its gonna be so much fun!
So anyway, Owen got TOTALLY spoiled…sooo many toys and fun things. Yosh and I also got TOTALLY spoiled…and it was a great day! Thanks families….Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!