Thursday, July 23, 2009

Someone get the plate number

Of the mac truck that just hit me?

Holy Moses! OUCH!

Two weeks in a row. My "chemo hit" day has changed. So apparently I get a free ride 5 days, and 1 one of Ouch, and one day of Oh Great Joseph and Mother Mary - who parked the semi on my back and beat my ribs with a bat?

Wow....I can't even twist boxes around and point and say "put that one there" anymore. New life paradigm. Reliant.

But by the grace of a goddess named Ms. Direction, and Divine timing my child was whisked away to the low tide beaches while I stayed firmly hidden under my blanket. If she was here, oh dear.


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