The day went well. Mom is looking great, eating well and pretty darned happy. I met her at lunch, following 3 rigorous therapies. She thought I had left already and was very surprised to see me. She thought today was herring day (Gina), but alas it was more Mexican food. So, basically my leaving for a few days, while causing a bit of guilt for me, is not phasing her in the least. Mom is all on board for this blitz trip to Texas and back. All she cares about is that we drive carefully, stay safe and have fun. Thank you to the good folks, stepping in and helping out over the next 96 hours.

Mom went in for radiation today, and I could hear her joking with the techs. Telling them what great music they played during the treatment and how pretty the green light is. One of her fellow patients looked at me and said, “She’s pretty amazing.” Yes she is.

Her hand delivered gin and tonic made her very happy once again. If someone wants to bring her that or a Heineken in my absence, go for it. She is allowed 4 oz. per her surgeon. I have decided that once I drive out of my driveway, I will leave any lingering guilt there. I know when I get back, we are getting down to the real work, and I look forward to a small reprieve from the many emotions of the last few weeks. A good friend put it like this, you’ve got to dance in the hurricane (and thank you Brandi Carlisle for the song-“You can dance in a Hurricane, as long as you’re standing in the eye.”) Ok. My new theme song.

I will be doing wedding related stuff for a few days rather than cancer related stuff, so don’t get worried if I don’t write a lot. That should just mean that all is well.