I figure I ought to report in. Not a fun week but it could be worse. I'm following another blog of a KC man with Esophageal Cancer and he's been in Houston for weeks with post op problems, but he got out of the hospital yesterday and set to go home mid February. Let's say a prayer for Will.
Grace did the treatment center duty yesterday with me. I held her hand for strength. Tell me how that works? I'm the dad and she's holding me up. And it was fine with me. Small blessings that come with stuff like this.
Basically have just been hunkered down for four days. Kay has tried like a warrior to get me to eat but I did very little. I feel better today. Walked a bit just because I know I should, actually because the dog got out of the house so had to go find her. Coincidence? I think not.
I know for some it's hard to leave comments on the blog. Thanks to those of you that have and those that have meant to, both mean a lot. I continue to be in awe of the support. It's like seeing a world that's always been there but not so obvious.