Today was another great day. I went to the chiropractor and got some instant relief. I think my head is finally happy ;) I visited with my friend Cathy this morning over coffee at Starbuck's. This afternoon, I went with Jake to his follow-up ultrasound appointment and everything is fine. (Just like I knew it would be) Rick visited the oral surgeon again and went back on some new antibiotics as well as a low dose of Advil for the inflammation. Thankfully it wasn't a dry socket or a bad infection. Because it takes his body so long to heal, they just want to take precautionary measures by putting him back on an antibiotic. I couldn't agree more (remember, I'm almost a doctor).
Sometimes I feel like it's just one thing after another, but then I think of the alternative. I'm so happy to be here to experience and support my family and friends when they need me most. Or, when I need them.
I had a "moment" today with Cathy. We were in my office at home listening to "wedding/dance" music. I had her listen to some of my favorites. She cried (happy tears) as did I. Then I came to a song that I've always loved, "True Companion" by Mark Cohen. Although it's one of my favorite love songs and it makes me happy, I started crying. Only mine weren't happy tears. They were tears of fear/sadness/worry about not being around for what should be a very happy event. By then, my make-up was ruined and so was hers. Jake walked through the back door so we could leave for his appointment and saw the two of us in the bathroom trying to cover up our blotchy crying faces. I blamed it all on Cathy. She blamed me. That's what friends are for. I'm better now. I reminded myself that my track record in the lung cancer world is pretty darned impressive. I intend to keep up the pace.
So for now, I'm going to keep dreaming big....I'd like you to do the same.