8/4/21

Today is Wednesday. I didn’t write last night because I had company. Jessica drove down to spend the night with me last night and the day today. She left late this afternoon when I had to go for my radiation. Today is her 38th birthday. It was so very nice to have her here.

Usually takes me no more than 20 minutes to get home from MD Anderson. Yesterday, it took me over an hour. All but two of the stop lights on Highway six, were out. At 4:30 PM. Rush-hour. It was horrible. I do not know how people do this all the time. I’m going to be here for two months and I can’t wait to get out.

I met a couple of people here at the RV park, and they are very nice. It’s nice to know a couple of people by their first names, at least. 

I tried to count how many times I need to hold my breath during a radiation session, but I got lost. I think it’s eight or 10. The machines turn around me a lot more times than that, but those don’t always need me to hold my breath. I hold it anywhere between 10 seconds and 30 seconds, each time. I do my level best to keep my yellow line inside of the green rectangle on the ceiling. It’s much more difficult than I imagined.


As I’ve aged, I’ve learned that life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer you get to the end, the faster it goes.

I’ve also learned that life is tough, but I’m tougher.

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