Friday I remember, Emily worked. Max and I did the school thing and then we played outside, sat in the hammock, and had broccoli and cheese for lunch. I did the dishes twice and forgot to do the laundry, which I plan to do today. My sister Erin visited for a couple of hours between 4 and 6. She was involved in an accident on her way home. An SUV hit in to the vehicle behind her and that vehicle hit her. Her car is still drivable but her neck is hurt. I'm still waiting for the details. For some reason her airbags didn't deploy; this caused her to eat some steering wheel. That low point is not the end of Friday. Emily's aunt and uncle dropped by with some homemade rolls and soup. I love Denise's rolls and the soup is one of my all time favorites. That was a wonderful surprise. The end of the day was a date night with the Ashby's. We visited from about 7:30 to 11. Good times were had by all. Friday was a good day.
Saturday has been fun. I played outside with Emily and Max, laid about in the hammock, wrote this post, and even considered doing the laundry; I also really need to get to the dusting today. There is no interesting medical news at this time. My neuts are lingering at 200. I expected them to jump a bit more by now but they haven't and that's alright. This weather is great and I much rather be home than in the midst of a bone marrow transplant. Saturday is shaping up to be another good day.
Everyone who can should get out and enjoy this weather. I'm tired. The nelarabine has left me perma-tired. So I'm going to have a nap now. Enjoy your weekend.
Here is the picture of the day. My favorite person with one of my favorite people. Such sweet beautiful peoples I have.
That picture is beautiful and I'm glad you got to go enjoy the weather. We took Carlin's Jeep up the canyon and played :)
ReplyDeleteWhether on Facebook, in a message like this, or live and in person, I have a weird little struggle. Maybe you have bumped into this one with other friends. I am not a religious person and whenever there is a situation in which most people would say "you are in my prayers" I just don't know what to say that adequately conveys the same idea. If I prayed you would be in my prayers. Saying you are in my thoughts just doesn't seem as good, you know? Saying I am sending good wishes your way doesn't sound like it holds the same power, even though I believe it really does.
Maybe I will say I am shooting virtual arrows of good will tipped with luck-bearing points directly into your spleen or something. Does that seem equal to "you are in my prayers"? Sigh. You know what I mean, right???
The problem of not being able to invoke the favor of deity when offering condolences can be troubling. For the past year, at least, I've used a method stolen from the last song in the movie "The Life of Brian". I love Monty Python. Anyhow, the song is "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life". It discusses how worse things happen at sea and how life is jolly rotten. The song alternates between how terrible life is and the fact that you should always look on the bright side of life. So, when I'm in a situation where I feel socially obliged to offer condolences I start out by telling the individual how terrible their situation is, then I finish up by saying "worse things happen at sea". Then I usually start whistling the tune to the song and singing the chorus. At the very least I feel better about their situation. I'm not sure what effect all of this has on the recipient of my "condolences".
ReplyDeleteBut yes, I totally get what you're saying. Just keep wishing me well. I'd rather have someone wish me well. It's much better than having someone wish you ill.