Stopped in on Mom today. She looks good. Tired...a little slow...but she looked good. She is on some new anti-nausea meds and - so far - they seem to be doing what the other couldn't.
So she has a CT scan coming up, though the actual date is not booked. I had a talk with her "Jan" (our cancer clinic guide thru this) and it was reccommended I come along for the 'telling of results' of the scan, on October 23. Jan is concerned that Mom will not take any less-than-stellar news well...though how could anyone blame her? Isn't this entire journey fueled by hope? And hope is such a tenuous thing. It reminds me of the wooden house in the children's fable "The Three Little Pigs". Hope is the house....bad news is the wolf's breath. How easily the house can be blown to splinters. The thing is, as long as there is a good foundation, the house can be rebuilt, sometimes stronger, sometimes not. I believe that we - Mom's friends and family - are her 'foundation'. And even if there is bad news, we are here to help her rebuild. And there will come a day when the 'bad news' blows against a brick house....and there won't be the damage. So....while I have time between the 23rd and now, I want to work at 'shoring' up the wooden house with as much brick as I can. Just in case......
A side note here....and I realize I am asking for an big favour...but a friend of ours is slowly leaving us, another cancer victim, and I am unabashedly asking for prayers and thoughts for his family. Val and Wayne are close to our hearts and their journey has been long. Thanks, in advance.
Best wishes to all on this Thanksgiving weekend. May what you be thankful for give you peace and a warm heart.
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