3/23/22

It's Wednesday now.  One week until we leave for our trip to Florida to sail around the keys for 9 days, or so.  I'm SO excited!  Monday night was horrid.  I was scared most of the night.  The storms were terrifying.  They reminded me too much of Oklahoma.  The girls and I were in quite a pickle up there years ago.  Bad, bad, tornadoes.  We made it through OK, tho.  No damage to speak of at our house this week.  Others were not as lucky.

I have good news to share tonight.  I put clean sheets on one of our guest beds, then worked in the kitchen a bit.  Without sitting down.  This is amazing, people!  I think my new stimulator is finally working!  I can make dinner without sitting down in between stirring a pot.  I can empty the dishwasher all at the same time.  No breaks.  This is truly spirit lifting for me.  Truly.  I feel almost normal.  Almost.  Dang near, anyway.  

Now, if I could get my lungs to get into the same spirit, I'd sure be a happy camper.  They don't seem to be doing quite as well as my back, tho.  We'll see.  Things could turn around still.  They could.  Cross your fingers.  I go back to the oncologist on 4/11 and she's going to put me on another cancer drug.  I hope my body likes this one better than the last two.  If not, all bets are off.  It's the last drug for me.  They only invented 3 so far, and the first two were icky.  She also mentioned putting me back on Verzenio again, but this time only 1/2 dose.  I hated that stuff.  It's nasty.  That's the $3100/month pill.  Except if I cut it in half, it's only $1550, right?  Ha!

I got airline tickets to go see my little brother and his family in Idaho in May.  I'll be gone a week for that trip.  I need to keep putting things on my calendar to keep me excited.  It gives me something to keep looking forward to.  Remember, I'm not wasting my minutes.  I'm going to travel and live life... and love life.

Aging isn't so bad.  Remember, once you're over the hill, you begin to pick up speed.

However, it is sometimes weird being the same age as old people.

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