Mom waved to her supporters as she walked up to the house yesterday with the biggest smile on her face. Dad came up to meet her and escorted her in. Lola got a big kick out of the whole thing. I think she thought the gathered crowd was her adoring fan base. "Hi, guys!" she said, waving extra big, decked out in pink leotard with rhinestones and matching tutu. So cute.
Mom did go straight in to lie down, as promised, and she has been resting well ever since. She had a good day today of enjoying the grandkids and the Virginia daughters before their departure this evening. She felt queasy much of the day, but she still ate fairly well. I think it's easier to bear knowing that the treatment is now behind her and the rest is downhill. She has a nice cache of meds, too, that she uses sparingly, but she does use it when she needs it, which we all encourage. If there were ever a time, this is it!
She went to bed a little before nine and promised that if she needed anything she would ring the bell, but she didn't think she'd need to. The last I heard from her was her blessing me when I sneezed from the next room. :)
Here's hoping tomorrow is even better.
Thanks and thanks and thanks again for all the cheerers, near and far, in person, by card, by note, by email, in spirit, everywhere!
Love from all the Kellys,
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Waking up every day is a gift from God - for all of us. Journeying with cancer adds a tougher dimension to life yet helps us appreciate so much more that gift. Let's thank God for each and every day we have together and love each other. Rosie, good morning!!!! Love, Dorothy
ReplyDeleteI am so glad you are home, Rosie! It was such fate when I ran into you and Paul in Cincy! I know God was smiling as old friends reconnected in an out of the way place! I am keeping you in my thoughts. Jeff sends his very best.
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