The tub is in!!!!!

I have a bathtub, and a toilet! No sink or walls but it hardly matters.
Its Saturday night and Andre is watching a bunch of grown men chase a little rubber puck around on the ice. This is my theory about hockey. If they gave everybody one they would stop fighting over it.

The reno guys aren't coming tomorrow thank the Lord. I need order in my life for a day. I am so tired that I am numb. Right down to my marrow tired. I am hoping this means that the battle inside me is going well.

I would sit down and have a good cry except it would take too much effort. I'm so weary that I find it hard to talk to the sweet souls that call to see how I am. Talking makes me nauseous. I think I am in that "One hour at a time" place. I can't even imagine 38 more weeks of this. So I won't. There is just today and then tomorrow.

My daughter Beth dropped by tonight with a plate of stuffed peppers. I love her stuffed peppers. Its nice to know they will be there for dinner tomorrow night. She is such a practical girl. My son worries about my emotional/spiritual needs and she feeds me.

Tomorrow is supposed to be really nice so we are going out to Scott and Lyn's to plant the vegetable garden we share with them. Well Andre and Lynda will plant, I will sit in the shade and give orders and Scotty will disappear. He hates gardens.

Tomorrow night is my fourth injection. God I hope this is working. I keep telling myself I am in this place to learn. A disease is just a disease. Its how to handle it that counts. And so I am trying to remember, to quote Ernest Hemingway......"The world breaks everyone and afterwards many are stronger at the broken places."

Flinging love into the universe

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