It was terribly cold here in old Texas and I do believe I saw a few snow flurries earlier in the morning. Funny, even though we are on medical hiatus, I still woke up at my usual time but instead of heading to Casa de Longo, I ran a few errands.
One of the items on my “to do” list was to swing by and drop some Val Day cookies off for mom and pop. And when I arrived at the house later in the afternoon, pop was wrapped up in his electric binky and looked like a burrito. I didn’t see mom anywhere, so I thought she might have been taking a nap. I was going to drop the cookies and sneak quietly out, so as not to disturb her. And as I turned to head for the hallway, I caught a glimpse of some crazy bald woman, wearing shorts, emerging from the shadows – every since that pesky chemo that woman’s internal thermostats has been totally out of whack.
I stayed for a little while, visiting, and then headed home to make a nice dinner for the hubby.
When I returned home, our answering machine was blinking and as I played the message, I started to chuckle. It was mom and she had apparently called in the morning, after I had left to run errands. Here message went something like this:
“Hi, this is mom. Happy Val Day. I just thought I would call and see what you were doing today. I missed you, call me.” I was totally on target with the concept of a twelve step program! But the funny thing is that not having to take her to the hospital requires some adjustment. For the past few days, it has felt like I have forgotten something or neglected to do something – it drives me crazy!
I was in the middle of cooking dinner, when the phone rang. It was mom. She sounded like she had won the lottery. I had told her on Wednesday that she needed to call her pulmonary doctor to see how long she had to continue taking those blood thinners. Well, the reason she was excited is because they called her back and told her she was free! No more thinners, no more blood work, no more clots – that was definitely a welcomed Val Day gift.
So it has been a stupendous week for momison – no more radiation and she can toss the thinners.
Here’s hoping that you all caught a glimpse of Cupid (the fat cherub, not the reindeer) and you passed that love on to all the special people in your lives!
Val
