It’s like Morgan told Lily…

Lily is the intelligent 7 yr old who loves to help me grade physics papers.  She’s the eldest of the three kids we love to live next door to.  The other day she was over and asked for an Otter Pop.  It’s a common treat for the kids when they do something above and beyond, only this was a day she hadn’t.  So Morgan said “No.”  “But I want one,” she whined.  “Want in one hand, poop in the other, …”  then he stopped before finishing, in his effort to not be so cynical with the kids.

Well, we’ve all been wishing for good news, but the annoying reality is that sometimes life just seems really unfair.  The stupid cancer in my right side has spread to my left side.

I still have questions that I’ll ask at the appointment this Friday.  I couldn’t get to them all while sitting in the Target parking structure hearing my doctor share the biopsy results with me.  He did mention that I’ll likely start doing a 1x/3weeks chemo again next week.  And when I know more after Friday’s appt., I’ll share.

In the meantime, my outlook is still positive.  Chemo is annoying, but so are lots of things in life.  I can handle this.  There’s still a good chance I’ll die old (old, as in *way past where I am now).  And before I do, I’ll be sure to live well.  Like tonight…  Morgan and I are taking the dogs for a sunset walk around the lake.

For the tons of fun these past few days, I owe thanks to Darcy and Tamara (family pool parties rule!), Cathy and Jen & Deb (girlfriend dates that were past due), Scott and Heather (beer and ka-boom…  what a mix),  and to all of you who sent me encouragement to help me get through the waiting.