I ended up with a two week break from chemo, but got back on schedule this morning.
The extra week off happened because I had a flu shot reaction last week (now recovered).
The flu shot happened because I was so delighted to be the Belle of the Ball at my doctor's office, that I didn't think it through when the shot was offered.
I was the Belle of the Ball at the doctor's office because, except for random flu shots, I might be my endocrinologist's only 100% compliant patient.
I did wow the med students with my perfect record keeping and medically interesting story.
My endocrinologist was pleased that my weight loss has slowed down and wants me to maintain until chemo is over with.
That might be because the chemo people are giving both of us a lot of grief about it, although I still have a few pounds to spare.
I've lost 91 pounds total.
Figuring out food stuff is so much easier with Mom away.
But she did knock out the power in her room just before leaving.
Jim came over yesterday and fixed it.
In exchange, I finished his holiday shopping online.
I was stuck in weather slowed traffic, for almost an hour, when I took Connor back to school.
Six hours is my limit and this stretched into 7 1/2.
The next day, I dumped an entire cup of coffee all over myself, the sofa and the carpet.
I cleaned the carpet and did a lot of laundry.
On the following day, I managed to lose a gold band with tiny diamonds that had been keeping my too big wedding ring from falling off.
I was sure I would find it in my closet, but it remained lost.
The buttons for my sweater also seem to be lost in transit.
I wasn't feeling the love for the new sweater I was knitting, so after 400 yards of the first 420 yard skein, I ripped it.
I promptly started another sweater and do feel the love for the new one.
I was also feeling the cold last week.
This led to purchasing new winter coats (including one that will have more in common with a sleeping bag than a coat) and Cookie giving me the great suggestion of leg warmers.
I only need one more excursion to finish my holiday shopping.
Connor will come home on the 13th instead of the 15th!
He is only here until the 6th of January.
Griffin will be 17 in exactly one week.
I know, I know.
Griffin had a great day, today, because of this.
If you would like to send the e-card, you can do so here.
We have the last of this year's school Liturgies coming up this Sunday.
I have made or will make 165 phone calls to tell parents exactly what the email they should have read, says.
Griffin received an early birthday gift in the form of a much needed new cellphone.
The phone did not work, because I have never activated a new phone without drama, so we had to venture out in the rain to get it replaced.
When the phone was finally working, he had 187 text messages.
But he did not transfer his contacts, so that will take awhile to sort out.
While I was fussing with the bad phone and calling Verizon from my line, Griffin found my missing ring.
And that is it for now, Cookie will fill in what I missed, in the comments.