When Angels Push
I want to give you an update on the new treatment, and I will, but I also really want to share the craziness of the past week. We're on vacation. Sort of. Our family - Juli's side - has been meeting together in Oregon every year in July since about 1976. It's a wonderful week of renewing relationships with aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, nieces, and boyfriends. Well, I was a boyfriend of Juli's in 1976 and I did sneak under the "Family Reunion" rules for awhile until "we" could be made official. We swim, boat, ski, chat around a campfire, introduce ourselves to new babies and new puppies, and cry a little over those of the first and second generations of these reunions who have passed away, one as recently as July. But I was radioactive. My 2nd of 6 treatments was the Wednesday before the weekend the reunion began and the radiation safety rules say clearly that I need to stay 3 feet away from other human beings for 3 days. If that was all, then we ...