Good day! My hand is back to normal. Another 2 or 3 days of antibiotics to take. I'll go see my Dr in a few weeks & we'll talk about whether or not to have that steel splinter removed. I'm thinking I can live with it. I took a giant rare Earth magnet & can not make it induce pain so there can't be that much steel involved. If it ain't busted, why fix it?
This bus trip might be longer than we think. A few weeks back you could have convinced me that Marty had weeks, not months, but now..... it seems to me she's having a bit of a reprieve. What's that word? Ahhhh, remission! I'm no Dr, but it seems to me that we've gone from witnessing a slow downhill slide, to a stable ride that could go on for a long time. Smitty's good driving? Maybe, but, for whatever reason...maybe just better drug control.... Marty is having less coughing & not as strained. She is having a pain in her back that's getting to be a rough bump in the road, but pain we can manage. Heating pad, back rubs, pills, they all help. It may be a good time to buy stock in Motrin and Naproxin.
Morality! Dag nab it. How come we had to be brought up with that? More dark humor.... gosh, maybe I shouldn't mention it. Other patients ...patients with no morals.... patients with a terminal disease, they might start a fad of sorts. A Marty with no morals should be out there robbing banks! So what if she get's caught! What are they going to do, give her life in jail? Stop ittttt! I thought of that yesterday while Marty was sleeping. Eloise & I had a good laugh. Morals though... they do guide us in a powerful way. The reason we don't fear death is that we know what waits for us on the other side. If we went robbing banks...well... we'd still know what awaits. Yikes! Let's not go there
! OK.... enough of the silliness. Back to enjoying each day for what it brings. Yesterday was a visit with friends and strawberry cheesecake. Yummmmm.