Week two is done

This the end of the second week and there are only three more weeks to go. Inch by inch I am geting there and again I have to quote my dear friend "This too shall pass". The goal end is getting closer. At least I am two weeks closer than when I started. Taking an inventory of how I feel and how things have gone so far. I would give it a "B". Not bad. Some soreness and tenderness but it is manageable. My appetite is good. The drugs keep that under control. They don't want me to loose any real amount of weight during this process. I think it screws up their calculations and they have to do so more homework. So I eat my mac and cheese guilt free.

Today is also Friday and Carl has taken the day off and driving down to spend the weekend with us. He arrives around noon and Ross just called and said he was done at work so we could go and have a picnic together. Right before Carl got here he received a call from his school (School for the Blind and Deaf in St Augustine) and they were on a lock down and there was a bomb threat. After many calls and hours he ddi receive word that there was a threat. All the kids and teachers were being held in hte soccer field and ordering hundreds of pizzas for the kids since it was lunch time.

We had a great lunch and catch up time on the beach. Our favorite place these days. I even whined for some ice cream and magically it appeared. I think I have super powers along with this cancer.

It was such a spectacular day I just couldn't go in the house so we sat underneath the old oak tree that the kids had abused as they were growing up and continued with our great day. Keith arrived home early from work and our family was complete. We talked to neighbors as they passed by. Some stopped longer than others but it was all good.

Keith and Carl decided to take the kayak down to the Savannah and try for "Walter". No luck but they as always have a great time and storied to tell.

I found my self all of a sudden exhausted. I didn't pencil in my nap and it finally caught up to me. Since Amy had made and brought over dinner last night for tonight, I took a well needed rest. I woke to the smell of lasagna. How wonderful and delicious. Salad and garlic bread rounded out the meal. As many times as Keith and I have tried to duplicate her sauce we just are missing something. That Italian flare I guess. Hats off the the chef!!!

The rest of the evening we had out first "Relay for Life" meeting. Danielle is on the committee for the one in St Augustine in April. Carl wanted to have a team and since I will be a survivor, it seemed the logical venue. We named out team the Walloping Wahines. We thought the name was appropriate with my diagnosis and there is a tropical theme to the event. You have to have some fun. We strategised way into the night until this little girl needed to get her wahine into bed. Aloha Baby!!