Well, didn’t take long before the first thing that came to mind upon wakening in the morning was not: I have cancer. This morning it was: I have mice. That didn’t take long. We returned to Benedict House at the Ranch yesterday about 1:00 after several weeks in Austin. It was an emotional homecoming, and…
Moving forward
Somebody please tell me where October and November went? I checked out on 10/19 and got over the anesthetic about 36 hours ago, it seems. The world went on, and apparently I had conversations I recall nothing of, and am delighted to hear I have agreed to a date at the opera in Houston next year! So,…
Return to the land of the living…
Wow, life as we know it can disappear pretty darned fast on a body! Jerry has chronicled the day-by-day since I was diagnosed on 10/19. And yes, I know I said this would not be a cancer blog, but a blog about being a parent (that would be me) of a dependent adult with disabilities…
When Kelly was born with Down syndrome in 1984, the mother of an eight-year-old boy with Downs visited us in the hospital. She said to me, “Believe it or not, the day will come when the first thing that comes into your mind when you wake up in the morning is not ‘I am the…