9-22-13
But for the start and finish, yesterday was a good day.
The start was marred by Karen's having to take Mary Ann to the ER to deal with her swollen throat to the extent that she could not talk. Apparently she had a reaction to a new script. ER treatment was successful, they returned home, and Mary Ann was able to catch up with sleep lost during the night.
The finish wasn't really bad, it should have been expected. After the activity described below, as I drove into the garage, I realized I needed to get to bed - almost too tired to get into the house. So, to bed I went.
In the interim, Mary Ann and I were able to get to Meridian Hills to wish a happy 90th birthday to Frank Swingle. We didn't stay long but we were able to say hello to his family (a special group for us), and to others there to honor him.
We then decided to dine out, a rare event for us these days - enjoyed a fine meal, saw Jay, another special friend.
MM is a different form of cancer, not obvious to an observer. When I am reasonably mobile and not wobbling due to feet numbness, observers with surprise see me as no different from before the diagnosis and treatment (tired is hard to see.) Jay expressed it well, saying I looked normal. He made sure I understood that didn't mean "good", just normal. I suppose normal is better than sick.
Whatever will be, will be.
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