Ow.

Well, surgery recovery has become WAY easier now that I only have one incision to worry about.  I'm finding that not moving around a lot gives rise to much watching of television and bush-wacking of the internet.  I seem to be watching an awful lot of survival shows - go figure right? - ones where they drop them off in the middle of nowhere with just three tacks, a compass and a blueberry and they have to fight their way back to civilization.   I suppose that it's endearing to watch people struggle and it gives me a warm feeling to know that, no matter what, I can take a shower every day.

David found some interesting comics from a great webcomic www.xkcd.com.  Apparently, he is dealing with a similar situation with his wife, different type of cancer though.  I thought they were cool.

I am currently just smothering myself in the every day.  The awesome moments that we have several times a day: lounging around with the family talking and laughing, waking up every morning glad that you're still here; eating a particularly good grape.  These things are good.  They make me feel lucky.

For now, taking things slowly.  I keep overdoing it a little every day and I pay for it all evening.  Thank goodness for pain medication.  Feels like your insides are going to pop through to the outside.  Very Ridley Scott.

Meeting with the oncologist tomorrow to start the new war plan.  I am anxious and excited to get this going as soon as we can.  Action means we stay at least one step ahead of all this and any small amount of control makes me feel better.  I hope all of you have a wonderful evening surrounded by the small things that make you feel lucky.

Love to you all~