Another good day. After tennis, the research manager went off to play bridge and I produced my breakfast extravaganza of eggs. pills, tea and fruit. I stayed at my computer watching bridge until about 1:00, had lunch (toasted/heated tomato and cheese open face sandwich - my mom called them "favorites", possibly because her favorite child liked them).
I went shopping and came home for a brief rest. I then made dinner and we went to play bridge.
I got an email from a "Carol" that made me realize there is more than one Carol in my new chemo life. We can develop a whole new set of songs that we will call chemo carols.
Carol - the research manager - The Research Manager looked out on the feast of health food
Carol - the tennis player, monitoring my playing time - O, tennis ball, O tennis ball, how lovely is your bright hue
Carol. but with an "e" - buys food for the bridge club - Hark, the bridge club players eat
Carol - from Canada - who admonished me to follow all the instructions that my health care providers give me - You better watch out, you better not sigh, you better not pout etc.
Carol from Canada tells me that she will pray for me and that Canada is closer to God. I am sure many agree with her
Speaking of prayer, I am glad that someone called Charles Gills was the beneficiary of many prayers last week, due to a misprint in the St. John Catholic Church prayer list. I look forward to benefitting this week, when they have decided to stop praying for him and to pray for Charles Gill.
People have been praying for me since the day I got an appointment with the gastro doctor. How can I not feel good?
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