Call it Mother's Day weekend!

Ok folks, I must admit that my steam is running low, so I thought that putting Saturday and Sunday together in one blog would be an acceptable thing to do.

Truth is there hasn't been much change. Saturday was a typical day for Deb, she was confined to bed with the exception being trips to the lou. I shopped a bit as I did on Sunday too, for provisions and the like.

Mother's Day was spent in bed, the kids came into our room with their cards and well wishes of course before they both left for either work or other obligations. Deb loved her family ring from the gang of us, with stones representing each birthday on a simple, elegant gold band to match with her engagement and wedding ring.
Sunday is a tough day for the most part anyway, but we slid through without too much turmoil. So nice to reconnect with so many folks and catch up with family on the phone. Deb is still pretty low with even the slightest effort being overwhelming. This week ahead has a lot of pressure on it, as we are both expecting that Deb will rally a bit; and as the radiation therapy is now only boosters daily and 3 more internal episodes, we are near the end for sure.

I want to put a copy of the interior of the plane that we are booked on for Europe with our seats highlighted so that she can look forward to our flights and the cruise to follow. Here's hoping that she can actually march around St. Petersburg and see all the sights that she has read about in her art history classes.
It would be foolish of me to suggest that I am sailing through this swamp with ease, "not". Some days are tougher than others, but none are easy that is certain. Oddly enough, work seems a quiet port in the storm and the regularity of BS that comes with work is almost appreciated... who's to know eh?
Deb is still in fairly good spirits, and that is crucial to her healing. Depression, at least from my vantage, seems inevitable as this disease is all consuming for sure. So we try to laugh at the little things in life, look out the window at the developing garden trying to obscure the view of all the work that must yet be done.

The neighbours and work colleagues have all been wonderful. Each offers in their own way what they can to help, but the truth is, there is so little that anyone can do. Mind you, the meals that Patty and Les send over on Friday nights is a tremendous benefit.. nothing to think about, just eat what is in front of you.
So this week ahead we are all looking forward to counts, bloodwork, stats and tests to be very positive as Deb rounds the corner and heads towards a stronger, cancer free self.

Stay close to those you love, hug them whenever you  can ; there may come a time that even a simple hug is something to look forward to as for whatever reasons you can't respond spontaneously.