10/6/22

Today is Thursday. I’m baa-aack! I had an absolutely delightful time in Idaho and the northern Oregon coast. It only rained one afternoon, and it wasn’t very hard, at that. We had quite a bit of fog, but the temperature was delightful. In Oregon, there were deer in the streets of the town, bull elk right beside the road, and bunnies that were a color I’ve never seen before. They blended into the rocks. There were dozens of sea lions directly below us on the docks. I loved watching them get on and off the dock, fighting for a place to sleep, etc. I could’ve stayed there all day watching them. They were so very close to us. I got to walk on the beach, strolling along with my feet in the 52° water. It was even better because I was walking with my best friend when I was growing up. I had lunch with my “substitute big sister” growing up, also. I grew up in Oregon and spent all summer on the Oregon coast. I never thought I’d walk on those beaches again. This was absolutely marvelous.

By the time I got home, my right foot was giving me grief again, so I made an appointment yesterday. They don’t think it’s broken, thank goodness, but it is swollen and painful. They gave me some medicine to reduce the inflammation, some exercises to do, and I put on heat, ice, and massage it several times a day. He told me if it hurts, don’t walk on it. Well, it hurts all the time. I’m not going back in the wheelchair. I hope. We have relatives flying in from Alaska to spend next week with us and I want to be able to do things with them.

Yesterday marked the second anniversary of when I found my first tumor. Two years, people. And I’m still here! A bit more battered and weathered, but I’m here. The curls are slowly growing out. I have not cut my hair at all since it began to come back. It’s the longest it’s been in many, many years, and I’m not sure what to do with it yet. When it’s wet, it kinks right up, but the new growth is coming in straight. 

I am still having a bit of trouble with infection in my toes. My white count is just too low to fend off some of this crap. So, it’s hard to get rid of. David went shopping and filled the fridge once again after our trip. When he got home, he washed all the fruits and vegetables in Fit. It kills all of the crap that is still left on them, so I can eat them raw and not worry. He takes such good care of me and never seems to tire of it. He never complains. Not at all. He is still my hero. I could not have made this trip to Idaho/Oregon without him. I am so very grateful. Do you know what? He has never read my blog.  I hope he can read it someday.

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