...no, not mom, Sweetheart Big E. She arrived yesterday clearly ill, but gamely telling me how much she's been wanting to come over and take care of me. She and mom have both slept through the dinner hour, the opening of presents, and the departure of all the fam, except The Nephew. They seem to be on the same sleep schedule today.
Yesterday before we headed back to Hau'ula she asked me to take her to a chinese herbalist. I could hear the alarm in his voice as he got her history. She later told me that he was taking her blood pressure and couldn't believe the reading he was getting so he made her change her arm position 3x and then gave up.
She left happily with a paper bag full of stuff you rake up in a forest and we moved the stove back into the house so she could cook up the stinky stuff. Blech. Big E claims that if the herbs smell good to you, you must need them. Well, she couldn't get enough of the aroma.
Getting mom to an herbalist acupuncturist is on the to-do list, but we've been introducing new things slowly to make sure she has an understanding of how her body is performing at each stage. There is a cancer support program in Bolinas, CA that utilizes chinese medicine to strengthen and support the body during chemo. I'm trying to get a recommendation for a local practitioner.
Meanwhile, the two sickies rest and recuperate in the best sick room in the world.
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