Steve was supposed to post tonight. He got sucked into a movie. To be fair, he deserved the escape. Both boys were sick. Well, Paco sick, Tom responding to vaccinations. I am just pooped. I walked for 20 minutes at the end of the day thanks to Steve setting me free and my obsession in fighting the pizza face side effect.
Steve worked much of the day and fortunately Tom slept a lot and Paco fell asleep watching college ball. Steve kept popping out to see if he should help and I had to aggressively (and meanly) send him back to work.
Our neighbor came by to deliver an activity gift…the one who lost her friend to GBM 15 years ago. Sue is wonderful. She was just happy that I was doing well. It is strange to me that my old friend from high school, who lost her mother to this 20 years ago and Sue are now in my life. They seem to look at me as a fresh start at an old fight. Hard to believe how much has changed medically for this since 2001.
Steve came in this evening and did not say anything negative when he realized what I was watching. I bought the episodes of ER where Mark Greene (Anthony Edwards) is diagnosed. I watched one tonight, Shan and I have a date to drink wine and watch them together as we used to do. Anything to do with fathers dying young and babies dying early we usually don’t watch. But this we will. After all, I have to conquer it, including the sadness that can rear it ugly head.
But then in a few hours, Lemon will wake up and need my love. And he can defeat sadness as well as Paco. Two troubadours of happiness.
So Steve did not really shirk.