Yet Another Anniversary
Hello from the official Hamburger Funeral evening Meeting. There are so many of us at the hotel in Sarasota, that the staff have given us access to the meeting room for us to congregate. We have met here each evening to revel in the experience of the day and enjoy the camaraderie (and adult beverages).
If things had gone differently, I would have had my 4-month follow-up CT scans today — on the 1 year anniversary of my Whipple surgery. Of course, I put off the scans in lieu of being in a different state, but it’s hard not to reflect on the parallel between the outcome of my father’s fight and my own personal fight. Interestingly, I have been asked to speak for the family at the funeral service. I will spend tomorrow considering what I will say, but I am sure it will have a couple of prominent themes:
- the fact that my father is a fighter
- the similarity between his and my own health situation
My step-mom has told me that I do not have to be somber, but I can be my same humorous self; I wonder if she is aware of the blank check she has written for me. (Of course, I have to say that I thought about bringing my “I’m Not Dead Yet” t-shirt for this trip, but even *I* had enough sense not to do that.
I appreciate the outpouring of thoughts and prayers from everyone. I still have a whole lot of emotions running through my head at the moment, but I’m adapting.
Merle