Well, Campers, today was a day of catharsis. . .
I cleaned up the Wall of Tributes which held all the cards I
received during my treatment and the white board which contained the calendar
with my treatment schedule on it.
I reread each card as I took them down (and got a little misty-eyed)
and then wiped the white board clean. It’s
time to go on with a clean slate.
And I want to thank you all one more time for the cards,
visits, and other well-wishes during my times of treatment and recovery. They made the pain and fear easier to
take. (OK, the OxyContin, morphine, Xanax,
and Remeron also had their place. . .
;-)
And a special thanks to my friends Karen and Will who drove
me to Moffitt on many occasions and sat
with me many an afternoon through many a movie on DVD. I have been blessed with the best friends a poor
boy from the sticks could ever hope to have.
The healing is still in progress, but I feel more like my
old self every day. Whether that is a
blessing or a curse remains to be seen. . .
;-)
It’s Saturday and I’m going to run some errands as Elaine is
at work. March Madness is on the TV and
all is right with the world.
Peace and Love!!!!
Joe