She is still doing pretty good. She had a little episode of nausea at my parents barbecue and I think it embarrassed her more than anything. I keep telling her that they all understand, but she is still pretty upset about it.
As for me, I've taken up the game of golf. My mother-in-law is thoroughly convinced that this means I have finally snapped under the stress of all this. She has even gone so far as to recommend several fine sanitariums where she thinks I would fit in nicely. Okay, maybe she didn't "actually" recommend any hospitals for the insane but that doesn't mean that she doesn't want to. I'm not any good at it but it has been really nice to get out and do something just to get away.
Work starts for me tomorrow and I'm a little worried about that. I want to be able to take care of everything here and I don't know that I can be as functional there as I'd like to be. Still, I don't have much choice.
The last day of radiation therapy is tomorrow.
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