Mission complete
My youngest son, I’m afraid, is going to have a rude awakening this evening (and tomorrow). He thoroughly enjoyed the weekend…stayed up late; ate badly; rocked out to guitar hero (that game is more difficult than it looks). Unfortunately for my son, though, he’s back home now and house rules are back in place. I think he’ll sleep well tonight, though…he was a busy boy this weekend.
Today was fun. We went apple picking in Indy (actually, I went apple eating; my son and sister-in-law did the picking). If the old saying (an apple a day keeps the doctor away), I am good for the next week and a half. He also picked out a pumpkin which he first carved and then smashed (I think he was taking the rock star thing too seriously — obscure reference to the group “Smashing Pumpkins”).
Health wise, I’m doing okay. I am really tired, so I think I will be going to sleep pretty early myself. I am not entirely sure why I am tired; I slept really well last night and even took a — <gasp> — nap this afternoon, yet I’m still tired. Hmm, maybe it’s this whole cancer thing?!?! While I was in the hospital on Saturday, my blood counts were lower than they were last Wednesday, but still okay. We’ll see what they are like this week. If I follow the pattern, I’ll be okay this week, but will not be for my treatment next weekend. Ah the joys of illness.
Cheers,
Merle
I sent the pumpkin seeds today as promised, though I’m not promising that all of them made it… They were quite tasty. I’m glad we got to see you all! Take care. No, seriously, TAKE CARE.
Love,
Cat & Stan