The restorative power of a good night sleep cannot be over-stated. Hurray for 7 hours! My pain level was down enough for the 1st time in 10 days that it didn't wake me up @ 3. Definitely feels like I'm on the mend. In body and spirit. The latter is just as important, from the standpoint of this household, too.
Bill and I took a bike ride (he was kind and went slowly w/ me) this afternoon in the glorious autumn sun, with snow on the peaks and pretty leaves still on some of the trees. Vicki came by to catch up and brought chocolate and an amaryllis -- gotta love Boulder. She was on her bike and pulled the amaryllis out of her daypack!
Got a text and an email identifying my friend Eileen from DC as the sender of the two dozens truffles that arrived Friday just before Mary and Rick arrived for Shabbat dinner and margaritas (that's traditional right? Along w/ ravioli?). They were yummy, but the package did not include a card, so I had to do some sleuthing. Just like around my birthday when several chocolate bars showed up and all Ben could say was that it was "one of my friends" who brought them. He eventually provided more identifying information and I was able to discern that the gifter was Wendy, who's now brought wine AND chocolate!
And we had fun -- and awesome food, as usual -- at the Cooneys last night. A belated birthdays dinner. With Michael and Joanne, too. And Emma and Ben deigned to eat with us, even, although they quickly retreated after dinner.
All in all, it's no wonder, I think, that, while most people who have radiation therapy lose weight, I've gained five pounds!
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