It's a three-day weekend, and our last opportunity to leave town before I am immunocompromised, so our doctor has given us permission to spend a few days back home. Today I finished the last of the five radiation doses, then we hit the road.
This week we hung out with two very special women: Marcia, who is #4 in the trial, and Angela from from my "IV League" support group back home. MD Anderson is clearly a place where the "elite" meet (i.e., we're in the hard-to-enter club nobody wants to join). What would I do with out all my soul sisters in this adventure?
Tuesday's a big day for the USA, and Wednesday is a big day for little old me (the samarium megadose). Back in the 70s we used to hear on the radio Gill Scott Heron's black power poem that sums up my feelings quite well:
The revolution will not be televised, not be televised, not be televised....
The revolution will be LIVE.
Stay tuned for the blastoff!
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Thanks for the update!I am so thankful for your opportunity to visit home and the opportunity to pray with you toward Wednesday and healing...
ReplyDeleteSally, I think of you a lot and believe you have all of the qualities of heman. Keep going strong (for you and all of your family)! Love, Sara
ReplyDeleteHi Sally Jones! Amy Pownall here. SO GLAD to find your blog. I have been thinking about you so often and send love and gentle hugs. What a big adventure you are on...
ReplyDeleteIf there is anything I can do for you or Hank school/Austin wise please let me know.
Mucho love, Amy