Ah! the trials and tribulations of youth. A day spent going to Kung Fu with my son and mom to keep him company because his teacher called and said he was ill but Ian could use the room anyway since it was paid for. A trip to Game Stop so Ian could get me, yes, me the Wii Sports Resort game. A subversive ploy to get the game for himself, and it worked. in a way, for me, because he is so engaged with it, and I love to see Ian happy, and for the moment forgetting about Monday's drama. So we played Wii and as always I got my butt kicked by my son. We had tacos for dinner and I took down some questions to ask last minute. Fielded calls from those wonderful friends and family wishing me luck on Monday. Then my daughter calls, "Could I have an appendicitis?" So after much talking and "House" like questions, we came to the conclusion that it must be a pulled muscle. It is moments like that I wish I lived in LA so I could run over and check her out, make sure she is okay. The idea of something like that happening while I prepare for a very long day of surgery myself makes my stomach twist. Just over 35 hours left before I start down that road of surgery, Radiation, chemo... and unsure of when the town of "Cancer-Free" will appear on the map. I feel like I did when I was a kid and my brothers and sister and I would constantly ask, "ARE WE THERE YET?" This highway doesn't have Rest Areas, no turn-offs or turn-arounds. A straight line forward with only one destination ~ Cancer Free. That is the only place I want to be right now. So....AM I THERE YET?! No Melissa, not yet, but you'll be there soon enough, and when you get there, you will be on time.
Nite!
Love and Light
Melissa
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