Happy Monday, on this week of Thanksgiving.
I am thankful for your updates, Kim and especially the photos with Steven's smile.
I hope that the time at home is providing time for rest and recovery, getting ready for the battle ahead.
Please keep us posted on where you are travelling for treatment -- I am sure that the group has resources all over.
Hugs and healing wishes -
Andrew: Fortunately, I only vaguely remember said prank, and certainly hold no malice. I do though, remember the infamous suit. Surprisingly, similar patterns do seem to be coming a bit back into fashion. I heard from Clay at the reunion that you're still gaming occasionally and my proclamation, "I'll throw my spear!" lives on. We should try to meet up for dinner when Steve is back in town. :-)
Kim you make this sound so effortless when I read your journal entries. I can only imagine what you and Steve are going through. My brother, Tom, had similar issues. After five years of chemo, his colon cancer spread to his bones. It was a roller coaster with ups and downs. It is hard to look at that far horizon. Steve’s prognosis sounds decent. As someone else said: one brick at a time. Enjoy the little moments and keep hope alive.
I will keep Steve and you and his family in my thoughts as I reflect on friendship. Like my brother, it sounds like Steve is being bombarded with many kindnesses and those are always distracting and uplifting, and sometimes weird. My brother had a business acquaintance that threatened to tie him up with duct tape, but in a good way, I guess. He would wake up at the hospital in the middle of the night and there was this same “friend” sitting in the dark by his bed side: a little odd but heartwarming in a creepy sort of way. She was adamant in her assistance.
I wonder if Steve remembers way back in high school, Chuck Nelson fell asleep in his basement on a bean bag chair. Steve and I surrounded Chuck with speakers and put on “Time” by Pink Floyd. We put those dials to 10 and flipped a switch and ran up stairs. I don’t remember Chuck’s reaction. I must have just kept going up those stairs and out of the house into a car and down the road and off to foreign lands. I do remember a short period in witness protection. I imagine he, Chuck, was not happy.
All the best and hoping for better things to come.
Brick by brick, my fellow citizens, brick by brick. Steve, I am glad you have such loving care around you. As you return home and begin the next steps, know we are all behind you. You, Kim, and the rest of your family can let us know what you need and you know that we will jump. So don't hesitate to call on us.
PET scans are kind of fun, especially if they give you a disc of the recording. Ask! I was annoyed that I didn't get mine, though I got my full body CT scan after a friend told me, "Just ask." :) (of course I found some music to go with it and made a video... )
Getting Steven to hold your martini makes perfect sense - you know he won't drink it!
And there is probably some good PT in holding a martini glass steady. It will be a sacrifice, Kim, to empty the glass, I hope that you are up for it!
Good luck with the doctor -- I hope that the news continues to be hopeful. Thanks for laying out the steps...one step at a time, Steven. We'll be cheering from the sidelines!