Stray Bears:  I'm most disturbed with FTD.com.  I ordered a bear with balloons for my father-in-law, Dick.  He broke his tibia last week and I thought a bear was a good way to say "I love you and wish I was there."

Since it never showed up in his room, I have no way to test that theory.  I am doing battle with FTD.com now for a refund.  But really, the bear would have been nicer.

Chemo Week Mondays:  My new working theory about chemo week
Mondays is as follows:

1.  It's my best day from a stamina, tastebud and physical coordination standpoint.  So it is most logical for me to play golf on this day (18 holes today for a 110 score...the front 9 was very impressive...the back 9, not so much.  But Renee' and I did have the unusual experience of pressing the foursome in front of us.  It was kind of pleasant to be playing faster than the boys for a change...granted there were only two of us but still...we were faster and seemed, from observation, to have a much more enjoyable round than they did.)

2.  It is also most logical for me to eat a yummy meal before chemo knocks out the taste buds for several days.  So Shari Riter and I enjoyed a lovely, garlicky dinner at Spasso's this evening.  Now if I can just stay awake long enough to pick Dan up at the airport I can give him a very fragrant welcome home kiss!

3.  It's also most logical for me to take this day and make it a play day (golf mostly but other things too...hikes or trips to museums or other such fun stuff).  So that's my current plan.  Sort of eat, play and be merry for tomorrow we infuse.

Hello, Is This Thing On?  Seriously, not one person commented on the distinction of compassion?

I thought it was a great discussion starter, myself.

Humph.

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