It is just after five a.m. and I just had to turn the heat back on.
I was looking at my shopping list and it is going to be a long one this time. I have to stock up for the summer. My daughter every weekend has a BBQ in her yard and I always bring or even just send something. A cake, potato salad, macoroni salad, baked beans, cookies, etc. Always one of her childhood favorites. And her family never says no either.
I talked with her yesterday. She is feeling good. But now her doctors are telling her more and more what to expect. Her brain is still swollen so they can't tell from the MRI just what the cancer is doing. At the begining they told her she would be taking the chemo pills for one year. Now they are telling her that some patients are on them for 18 months, two or even three years before they can tell what is going on. It may take that long for the swelling to go down. Well, she is not discouraged, but she is angry that they are not giving her the whole picture. "How can I rebuild my life if I don't know what to expect?" I managed to calm her down and remind her that not only she, but everyone that knows her are happy that they are saying she might be on the chemo for three years, but they expect her to be alive for three years. She hadn't looked at it that way. She is also going through her wardrobe to get ready to go back to work. I think that is the best thing she can do. She will work part time three weeks out of the month. Enough to protect her benefits.
Yeah sure. I agree. Whatever you say. But I refuse to let you know I didn't understand one work of that except sliders. 
