fragile

one breath
away.

life is...

Girls go shopping...

When the weather is this fantastically beautiful, it behooves
us all to ENJOY it. REVEL in it. GET OUT in it.
GO SHOPPING in it.

We did. We three sisters.

Carol needed new shoes because her feet are so swollen that
everything she had was too tight. Skechers to the rescue.

This was the first time in more than 25 years that the three
of us went shopping together and had fun. 
This is the first time in a long time that we were going
somewhere other than to a doctor's office, a hospital, or 
something else related to medical issues.

It was so much fun that we did more shopping and then
out to lunch at our favorite Mexican restaurant.

I highly recommend all of the above. 

Think warm...

Prayer...

Wizard Universe,

shore me up for the many

days ahead. Amen.

8 hours in the E.R....

Took the E.R. eight hours to decide what her doctor's
office would have determined in no more than one hour. 

Unfortunately, her oncologist is on vacation until Monday.
She had diarrhea Wednesday, then her temp spiked Thursday. 
White cell count is low again.
They're concerned about her heart rate (122) and her
breathing seems labored even though she says she's fine.
They also scanned for blood clots but found none. 
The swelling in her left arm (lymphedema) is worse and some of
her fingernails look bruised. Might fall off.

The Phys. Asst. said they might have to seriously consider
changing the chemo. This mix is beating her up too much.
Five hospital visits in six months. 

Yeah. We all agree.