My girls, Janene, Chandler and Kareen

Kareen and Sean

This is great, waking up with even more energy and getting even more done,... fun...fun...fun.   Janene came over this morning and made me another scarf covering.  Soon I will have one in every color of the rainbow, I guess that makes me colorful, ha, ha, ha.  This is Thurs., the day my girls come for lunch and today there was a bonus, Janene was here also, so I had to get a picture to show you what "joy" looks like.  Being I can't go anywhere ( because my white blood cells are at their lowest) for the next four days (like to no stores) I look for anything to do to get out.  Kareen had a track meet today, so we went, and it turns out she couldn't run because of a achilles' tendon so we watched her boyfriend, Sean, run and throw the javlin. 
This "chemo package" is interesting, as in, right after treatments my energy level is zippo and by the time I'm feeling better I can't go anywhere, but the good part is I have a good, wonderful, nine days before it starts all over again. I am so thankful for the many people that donate, so scientists can  do cancer research and have discovered how to keep people from getting so sick,  and no pain while receiving the chemo and so many other wonderful improvements.  Someday there will be a cure for cancer but in the meantime the treatments are very do-able.



A little girl asked her mother, "How did the human face come about?"  The mother answered:
"God made Adam and Eve and they had children and so all mankind was made."
Two days later she asks her father the same question.  The father answered: "Many years ago there were monkeys, and we developed from them."
The confused girl returns to her mother and says: "Mom, how is it possible that you told me that the human race was created by God and Papa says we developed from monkeys?"
The mother answered:  "Well dear, it is very simple."  I told you about the origin of my side of the family, and your father told you about his."


THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
Learn from the mistakes of others.
You won't live long enough to make all of them yourself.