First I advice you to get some cheese before reading this because there is lots of whine coming your way. Starting with I'm taking a break from being sick to even write this.
For the last 2 movies and the last 3 Harry Potter Books, the oldest and I have made a date of going at midnight to see the movie or pick up the book. It was our thing. Funnily enough, she wasn't even reading the books when she went with me to the release parties and getting the books. Usually people came with us. Once it was just the two of us. I loved it. She loved it.
This year we had big plans - we were going to the movie. We'd have approximately 6 other people with us. It's the final book. We were going to do it right.
And then along came cancer. And chemo. And it just so happens that chemo was yesterday and Harry Potter comes out today. Which try as I might I can't make the movie. So now she is going with her best friend and her best friend's mom (also my close friend). Part of whom we would have been going with anyway. Which is fine. Except I don't get to be there.
We thought maybe I could go next week and whoever wanted to see it twice, could tag along. And now, now I can't even see it next week. Because now we know for sure (since it's happened twice) my white blood cell counts will plummet and a theater probably isn't the best place for me. And since I'd like to not end up in the hospital, who knows when or if I'll get out to see it. And even if I could go in 3 weeks or pretend it's in the theater 2 months from now. It still wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be at midnight on opening night with my daughter. And i can't lie. It sucks big time. It's like another thing cancer has taken away from us. And darn-it. I'm getting pretty darn tired of it. I can't wait to kick cancer to the curb and get it out of my life forever. And forever.