On Tuesday, friends came over for coffee. I was so bold as to ask that each bring a refreshment, otherwise I just did not believe I could host a small coffee. Why, getting up from bed or resting would have required an hour of standing! I am only half kidding here, because I do spend most days fatigued and prone on the bed. Thank you, everyone, for bringing tasty treats.
This is Marianne and Janice's boys putting together origami trees. Marianne brought tasty biscotti and entertained the young guys for quite a while; the boys seemed to enjoy playing with the papers.
This is Janice, the boys' mom. We lost her mom, Maureen, to metastatic breast cancer (mbc) almost three years ago.
The ornaments above are like ones that Julie chose to give to the workers at the manor. Every one of the workers at Mesa Manor received this small gift, along with a candy cane. After going back four times to Michael's to supply the goodie sacks, ensuring no one was overlooked, we made a total of 52 sacks. Julie and the last few bags are posing below.
This picture was taken prior to our holiday lunch last week and pasted on FaceBook by Verda, so I am reposting it here.
Healthwise, it has been a rough couple of weeks since pneumonia germs seemed to have found a nice spot to multiply in my lungs. Talk about a fatigue maker, pneumonia and its fighter, capsules of Leviquin, combined to create an atmosphere for feeling awful.
A PET scan and an MRI are scheduled next week to determine if the Ibrance is working to keep tumors at bay. The oncologist decided to change medicines and will make further decisions after he reads results of the scans. "Scanxiety" is the term for wanting to know, yet not wanting to know results from tests scanning for cancer growth. Actually, I do not have scanxiety. as I will never be abandoned or lost (Hebrews 13:5).
Leaving you with a favorite Norman Rockwell Christmas painting:
