inconstant cravings

Still behind on the updates, but I hope to catch up one day. Monday dawn brought minor but irritating side effects for mom. Her anticipated trip to the bookstore was postponed again. The most challenging part of treatment for mom has been ingesting sufficient calories.

I got a bunch of work done, Sister A spoiled us with her creative kitchen stylings, and mom watched sports, read, and womanfully ate and drank what was put before her. (Hau'ula dawn, Photo Credit: ©G. Chung)

We have one week to get her in tip top shape for her next chemo. If her Friday offering of blood is acceptable, TKO and Dr. C will authorize the port implant early Monday before the treatment. Ah, the port, so beloved by Dr. No. Hopefully, this will save wear and tear on mom's veins.

As sad and awful as mom's illness is, it's a pleasure to chat with her and Sister A between chewing, drinking, sleeping, light exercise and privacy breaks. Sports, of course, is a favorite topic, as well as both the lame duck and incoming administrations. The economic implosion is used for seasoning. I will attempt to capture some of mom's more trenchant observations when I am less tired so as to do them justice.