Have a dee-da-dee-da-doe-doe-day!

My fourth round of chemotherapy has affected me much earlier and with more power this time. Fortunately it is only the fatigue factor, but at times it takes all my strength to just stand for any period of time without getting light-headed and wobbly. This creates more of a challenge but with Bob’s help we manage to squeeze some enjoyable activities into my narrow range of doable activity level. Last night we drove to the St. Sophia’s Greek Orthodox Church to take part in their annual Greek Fest. When we arrived there were already long lines of people waiting to purchase the traditional lamb dinner. We opted for chicken gyros, baklava, and sweetened black Greek coffee made by a woman who wore an apron that said, "100% Greek Born in the USA."

Today I ‘helped’ Bob put together a computer desk we had just purchased from Office Depot. The word helped is a little generous, seeing that my part consisted of only reading the instructions. But it was sitting together in the guest room, deciding what to start first and which to use… the pan head screws, the flat head screws or the bolts… that was the important thing. It was being included in the activity, even in my limited capacity.

Laughter is important too. My sister Nancy understands that. Bob brought in a fat envelope that the mailman had just put into our mailbox. Inside was a card from Nancy. I opened the card and music leaped out… funny music… "The Hampster Dance Song"... Have a dee-da-dee-da-doe-doe-day! Hee haw! Have a great day. It just cracked me up. Now every time I open it I can’t help but smile. Thanks Nancy.

... PLM