A great, great day

That was Mom's proclamation today. She was up early this morning watching the Inauguration, and the good feeling refers to different things. Physically, she felt the best she has over the last five days. Spiritually, she felt heartened by the change in the government. Emotionally, she just wanted Dubya to fly, fly away. And yesterday was hump day, the corresponding day from Chemo II in which she had to be admitted to the hospital. She was relived to jump that hurdle and to focus on rebuilding her energy and white blood cell count in these next two weeks.

Plus, Tex has been painting the downstairs room and the freshly applied paint just gives a nice feeling of order and an inspiration to organize. Even Pops got his yard the way he likes it this weekend. The man is quite a sight with his trimmer. He likes to cut everything in the yard with that thing. It seems to be more labor intensive, but there's no denying that it looks good. Mom even asked him to give her a tour of his hard work this morning. She was actually able to come downstairs a couple of times today to harass/direct Tex.

While she was enjoying her Lobster Salad for dinner (thanks Cuz L!) we started discussing the size of her stomach. I told her it must be about the same size as people who get gastric bypass. I'll have to ask the doc if that's something which can be seen and measured on the CT scan. I think if we knew the actual capacity of her stomach then it could be an addtional tool we could use when figuring out if our expectation of her eating capacity is realistic or not.

Change is in the air and it's great to see Mom excited about it!