Something tells me I’m getting to be a pain in the ass.  When I call I don’t get the usual, “Hi Kid!”, it’s more like, “Yeah?”  I hate to admit this but it has become kind of funny to see if Mom’s sick of me calling.  It’s not like I call every hour or anything.  I call a couple times a day and I try to avoid her nap time.  I guess since I can’t follow her all over the house like I used to, I’ve resorted to trailing her with the phone.  Some things never change…

Mom is home from the hospital and not a minute too soon!  She was very dehydrated and managed to gain 10 lbs when they weighed her at radiation on Weds.  The 11 liters of IV must have stuck with her pretty well!  Her last radiation treatment was yesterday so that’s all behind her – hurray!  Everything seems to upset her stomach but at least she’s getting her appetite back.  Sleeping has become more difficult and the Tylenol PM made her sick so she won’t be trying that again any time soon.

Mike has also had difficulty sleeping due to the incessant fluorescent glow eminating from Mom.  Other than that, the TV flickering hasn’t been as much of a nuisance as those constant phone calls from the East…

Nothing says “I love you” better than being stalked.

- Karmen