Hey there folks,
Quick little update on mom.
While we're waiting for the Doxil to kick in (could be a while), those knarly little tumors are kicking out some fluid into mom's lungs, which causes her a lot of pain. Mom hasn't been sleeping very well because of it, so yesterday they went in and drew some fluid out of her lungs. We're hoping that helps her breath deeper and feel better.
To balance the blech part of all this, we thought we'd share a sweet tidbit too: we've found a french bakery with super tasty caramel rolls. Mom loves caramel roles.
And, for the heck of it, a bit of dialogue I heard about last night:
Dad: Di, how about some broccoli with mayo?
Mom: No.
Dad: How about some broccoli with lemon juice?
Mom: Blah. I want ice cream!
Dad, bless his heart, hurried out to get some.
Valarie
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1 comment:
Well, I've known your father for a little while. (OMG! No one is *that* old!) I would guess that if your Ma sort of mused that she might have a taste for a bite of Eskimo pie, Dad would be off to the Arctic Circle on a snow mobile with a pie pan. Heaven help Sarah Palin if Diane asked for baked Alaska(n). It is an awesome power, and your mother uses it carefully and wisely.
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