Perspective

Today for me was as good a day as yesterday. I wore my hair in a ponytail, so it wasn't a good hair day, but I had a good outfit day and my nails look perfect. I was productive, I used my new folders (that you might covet) to get organized for NHS, and I made it to the gym. Even though I knew it would be wicked busy since I wasn't getting there until 3:30, I went. And had a good workout. I came home and relaxed and made myself an excellent dinner--gyoza soup with mushroom broth and baby spinach and decided it was okay to get in my jammies. Woo hoo. I'm back! I've come out of the anniversary party fog and recovered from my last migraine just this past Sunday and I'm good. Two for two....

And then I found out about D's last scan, which she had Friday and got results of today. The cancer has spread to "many new places"...her liver and kidneys and it's back in the breast and there's more in her bones, etc. They are going to start her on chemo again and are going to try to get her in on a clinical trial, but everything is still uncertain, because she needs to meet a bunch of prerequisites AND have x amount of spots 2 cm or larger to qualify yada yada yada. I can't take it. So she, unshakable D, pillar of strength, is home crying with her daughter (who just moved home from her very short stint in Boston after graduating from college in May) and sister and best friend from high school who has been so good to her, coming from RI for all her appointments. Meanwhile, I'm here shedding enough tears for all of them, I think, wanting so much to have a very personal conversation with God.

Glad you're feeling better.

Love you,
Barb