I'm mom's chemotherapy date today.
As I was bringing back lunch from the cafeteria, I chatted with a woman in the elevator who said, "I would hate to have my kids take care of me." I snorted and said, "She loves it! She gets to have me as her servant all day."
I told my mom who decided that she must be a horrible woman to not want to make monkey butlers out of her kids. At least, that's how I interpreted, "Can you get me some tea, honey?"
My mom, whom I also call "Linda Sir", has ovarian cancer and is currently in a clinical trial that helps prevent the tumor from growing. So far, her labs have been stable, but today we found out that the tumor grew a little.
Her chemo treatments take all day, so I found her some reading material in case she gets bored.
|"Oh my, well, now what do we have here?"|
|"Heaven's to Betsy!"|