I'm glad to report all went well with Susan's chemo this afternoon. She seemed to "taste" the chemo more this time than last, and was "icky" a bit, so she took an anti-nausea pill right before we went down to the restaurant here to eat.
After the last entry I did indeed get Susan a wheelchair, and I'm glad I did. We had a whole lot more walking to do, including being at the very end of the hall in our hotel. Wherever we go Susan announces: "I don't really need this; I'm just humoring John Dishman." Tonight she had her first solid food in a week: mashed potatoes and gravy. Let's hope this stays down OK.
Over dinner we reminisced about our courtship 40 years ago. Susan recalled the "risk" she took in inviting me home to her house over winter break for a whole week when we'd only known each other a few months. (That's when her sister Shari started calling me "John Dishman" instead of just John because she got my name wrong the first time she tried to say it.) In response, I noted that it was also risky for me to accept her invitation, since it seemed to be obligating me to a long term relationship. She looked at me with those big brown eyes, blinked a few times, and in that voice that only she can use said: "you're just now this minute figuring that out, aren't you." And you know, she was exactly right! Lord, how I love this women you've given me!!
Posted by John Dishman at February 27, 2003 09:48 PM