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Slowly I figure out how to live with the cancer and the side effects from the drugs I take. Mornings are good. I can get a lot done in the mornings, slowly, but by one PM I have begun to fade. By dinner time, I have faded noticeably. I did manage to fix dinner last night, but my functional factor was below zero. G keeps reminding me that he only has one hand. Still he helped last night or there would have been no dinner.
Today we are celebrating. “We could eat out I suggested.”
“Where would you like to eat,” he replied while reminding me that he couldn’t manhandle my scooter out of the trunk one handed.
“Italian,” I said. Salad, ravioli, desert too. Why not.
- Himself: Doing better every day.
- Myself: Pixelated. Celebration 37 years sober.
- Reading: Hillerman.
- Watching: KPBS: Antiques Roadshow, two episodes.
- Photo: From the 2012 Comicon. Pixelated.
Gratitude’s: For the mornings.
Last updated May 25, 2021