I don't know about you, but was determined to do enjoyable and relaxing things my first weekend with cancer.
So, Saturday I went to Home Depot (surprise), Trader Joe's and the dry cleaners. I like my shirts to be professionally laundered and pressed. Liz is more of an ironing gal. Not me. So the dry cleaners is an every weekend stop. Followed by a nice dinner and an evening at Keegan Theatre. We really enjoy going to Keegan, so it was perfect timing to have tickets for tonight.
I got little sleep Saturday night.
Woke at 1:30 am 'cuz the dog (Bettie) got hot under the covers and preceded to stab us with her paws as she tried to get free. Put her in her bed and was awake until 4:30 am when Liz lovingly got me 2 benedrill that put me to sleep until 8:30 am.
I love Sunday mornings: had breakfast (my usual weekend eggs and toast), read the Washington Post, balanced the checkbook, sat in the hot tub. Hmmmmm, seems I have an annoying pain under my right armpit today. Can't figure it out. It's not a sharp pain and it comes and goes. But it's there enough for me to notice. What if it's cancer.? Duh.
So, Saturday I went to Home Depot (surprise), Trader Joe's and the dry cleaners. I like my shirts to be professionally laundered and pressed. Liz is more of an ironing gal. Not me. So the dry cleaners is an every weekend stop. Followed by a nice dinner and an evening at Keegan Theatre. We really enjoy going to Keegan, so it was perfect timing to have tickets for tonight.
I got little sleep Saturday night.
Woke at 1:30 am 'cuz the dog (Bettie) got hot under the covers and preceded to stab us with her paws as she tried to get free. Put her in her bed and was awake until 4:30 am when Liz lovingly got me 2 benedrill that put me to sleep until 8:30 am.
I love Sunday mornings: had breakfast (my usual weekend eggs and toast), read the Washington Post, balanced the checkbook, sat in the hot tub. Hmmmmm, seems I have an annoying pain under my right armpit today. Can't figure it out. It's not a sharp pain and it comes and goes. But it's there enough for me to notice. What if it's cancer.? Duh.
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