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Gail you have the sweetest spirit! It makes me feel better just to know there is a new post from you to be read.

The radiation is the only thing that has given any significant relief. She takes three more treatments and she will be finished. IT'S THE CHEMOTHERAPY I THINK MAY BE MAKING HER WORSE! She was more like herself Tuesday evening then she has been in six to eight weeks, same for last night. It makes me wonder if she is just now getting over the first chemo session, and she is scheduled for her next session beginning Tuesday. We touched on that when I talked with her Tuesday night. I'm going to schedule are "family meeting" after this weekend. I've printed the family checklist from the Hospice Patients Advocacy site. Gail it's all falling into place in EVERY situation concerning her. I read some of the journal section Tuesday night-it meant alot. Wednesday morning I read the humor section. Moma and me love jokes!! I printed a section for her and left them with her yesterday. As we were "riding into the sunset" we were recalling those jokes and laughing and laughing. GAIL HOW CAN I SAY THANK YOU FOR YOUR PART IN SUPPLYING THAT? You're right, I can't tell you what it means. For the rest of my life I'll remember last night and Moma and me laughing. I've told her about your site and looking up all I can so I can caregive better. She said,"That's good, but you do alright". Moma when do you think I became a caregiver? She said "You were born that way". "Maybe so Moma, but I tried to remember when I actually started 'taking care' of people.I remember fixing breakfast and getting Lloyd and Marian up for school when I was in 3rd grade because you worked. When I thought about Marian (she's my baby sister, 3 years younger than me, I used to comb her hair and get her ready and even walk her to her class until her teacher told me it wasn't necessary) I remember when I started taking care of people. Remember when you were in the hosptial having Marian?". "Oh YES! I do remember" she replied. Gail, my Daddy and were sleeping the day after my sister was born. I guess I decided that the boys needed breakfast and went into the kitchen to make pancakes. My mother came home with a new baby, walked into the kitchen and pancake mix, batter and all the makings were everywhere, even trailed into the livingroom. Poor Moma, Daddy hadn't bothered to clean it up!! (Told you he wasn't a caregiver). She said, "Yeap baby, that was when I realized it". Lord Jesus bless the day you have given us and we will give you all the praise. AMEN!!
Dee
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