Porting and Celebration

First, I am ported! Dr. Staley did a great (and swift) job putting in a central line with a titanium port. I was in and out in just three and a half hours. My shoulder is a bit sore, but otherwise I’m okay. I’m home doing some work and unless something dramatic happens overnight, I am very much looking forward to seeing my mother and siblings (and their families) tomorrow. One can only hope that the rest of my journey is equally as easy.

Yesterday, I had another opportunity to stop and enjoy my family as we celebrated my younger son’s 11th birthday. We went to Dave and Buster’s; we ate, my son opened his presents, and then we spent an hour and a half playing games in their midway. Afterward, we dropped MaryBeth and my daughter off at home, and I took the boys to go see Iron Man. My son felt celebrated and we all had fun together. Instead of worrying about work (sorry Kathleen, Joyce, Jim), I enjoyed time with my family.


ps – Many of the comments people have been nice enough to leave me have expressed that they are impressed with m writing. In turn, I remain in awe at how poetic many of the comments are. Thank you, not only for the support, but the eloquence and passion with which you give it.

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