Tipping the Scale

Sherry’s weekly weigh in confirmed that she has turned the corner on weight loss. I don’t know if it was the Madjool dates, the gourmet macaroons, cookies, pie, protein powder, or Sherry’s voracious appetite driven by steroids. Likely, it was a combination of all of the above and so much more. Now we are going to make sure that the rebound doesn’t bounce too high. I believe there is a bit of an “Urban Legend” phenomenon that buzzes around the Cancer Center waiting area. So, I don’t know if the story about the guy who gained 40 pounds in two weeks is credible. Credible or not it does give Sherry pause; not enough pause to restrain her incredible appetite. The delicate balance here will be between the weights on the Cancer Center scale.
Wednesday will mark Sherry’s fifteenth radiation treatment. She is scheduled for 30 sessions. We will celebrate the halfway point even though we’re not sure if it will end up being halfway. The follow up to our current round of radiation, chemo, and Avastin treatments will be determined when we get to the end of it.

Today we have physical therapy this morning, and then we have two hours open until radiation therapy. The bright day beckons. We voted absentee so our polling place won’t need to be a stop. We could visit Midtown and enjoy the work there that makes it so inviting. We love the bike racks, the kiosks, and the benches. We could visit City Park or a number of the other attractive and interesting parks in our city. We could visit the Library, always an uplifting experience. Tubbs Hill would be too much for Sherry to navigate at this point. That will be a goal for another day. What I know for sure is we live in a great place where the streets get repaired, the snow gets plowed, our community college enriches us fiscally, culturally, and intellectually, and the police and fire fighters respond when they are called.

After radiation the day plan is more defined. After I make us mushroom omelets for lunch, I will plant the peony tulips that my sister, Marla, and her husband, Steve, sent to us. Some pruning may also be in the picture if I listen to the pear trees. I also want to move a couple of our rose bushes to sunny locations that should make them happier. The garden always has things for me to do; things that I like to do. Sherry will read and rest after the rigors of physical therapy. She will also wear her headphones while tilted back in the recliner to listen to favorite music.

Tonight we have a fresh Netflix film to watch.

The day promises to be rich and full. We will rejoice and be glad in it.