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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Pain and Temperature
Please pray that Jim's temp and pain stay down. We have 1.5 days until the Cleveland Clinic and yet his temp continues to go up.
Thanks for the encouraging comment you left on my blog. You made me laugh. Haven't done that for a while. Please don't apologize for not calling back... are you kidding... you are in deep do do.
I used to be a person that set high expectations and was always disappointed... I think the pendulum has swung in the other direction and now I don't dare have an expectation - I just don't want to feel anything right now.
I have to pinch myself sometimes when I think that in March we were in St. Martin enjoying a short walk on a beach... and the only problem Sam had was a bad back with dibilitating leg pain. I used to say he was broken and couldn't be fixed (my Velveteen Rabbit)... oh, for the good ole days.
Maddy, I had to laugh at your March comment. St. Maartin? Awwww, the good life. In March Jim and I were in the middle of chop, counting down until his last treatment when the cancer would be cured, as full cure stats were a bit above 80 percent. Them were the good ole' days for me.
Now they give us no hope at all. Yeah, the good ole' days.
And Judi, you keep on praying, we appreciate it greatly. We love you too
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Thanks for the encouraging comment you left on my blog. You made me laugh. Haven't done that for a while. Please don't apologize for not calling back... are you kidding... you are in deep do do.
I used to be a person that set high expectations and was always disappointed... I think the pendulum has swung in the other direction and now I don't dare have an expectation - I just don't want to feel anything right now.
I have to pinch myself sometimes when I think that in March we were in St. Martin enjoying a short walk on a beach... and the only problem Sam had was a bad back with dibilitating leg pain. I used to say he was broken and couldn't be fixed (my Velveteen Rabbit)... oh, for the good ole days.
Dear Uncle Jim and Aunt Dolly,
I'm praying. I love you both. Be at peace.
Love, Judi
Maddy, I had to laugh at your March comment. St. Maartin? Awwww, the good life. In March Jim and I were in the middle of chop, counting down until his last treatment when the cancer would be cured, as full cure stats were a bit above 80 percent. Them were the good ole' days for me.
Now they give us no hope at all. Yeah, the good ole' days.
And Judi, you keep on praying, we appreciate it greatly. We love you too
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