Chemo Schemo

Yep, chemo tomorrow. The weather looks like it's going to be fine, we are sending B to school and have arranged for late pick up if need be. Pat hopes to be home before B's swimming lesson at 4:30. I am sure we will be. I am a little out of practice, but I bet it's like riding a bike - a bike that makes you feel woosey and keenly aware of your mortality. I am actually looking forward to seeing some of the nurses and being able to tell the volunteers that I can eat the lunch they offer - usually some kind of sandwich. Yum, sandwiches. I have been on a toast bender - with peanut butter and all that homemade jam from last summer.

We spent the day celebrating P's birthday. We took B to Northampton and walked around. Pat got to spend as much time as she wanted in Acme Surplus, we had ice cream and then took photos in the photo booth. B refused to look at the camera, so it will just have to be the time when we got all the profile shots. It was fun to be out and about on such a gorgeous day- it actually felt like spring, if you could ignore the giant piles of snow everywhere.

Pat then took B to the Y to swim and I was supposed to take a nap. I did not. I decided to do a Wednesday NYTimes puzzle on my own. I did it in about 45 minutes and I am pretty proud of myself. By that time it was too late to take a nap, and I watched some dumb TV on the computer. I have to admit that it hasn't been the perfect day. I wept in church. Even Rev. B. commented afterward that maybe I'd like her to come visit sometime this week to talk. That made me cry harder, then I made a pact with God. I would take care of my business, and He was in charge of my future or anything else that could be considered God's business. I felt instantly better and went home to have my day.

So let's all hope and pray that the future (especially tomorrow) is all set up for me and it will be good. I'll let you know.