Today is the day my oldest brother has the last of the tests. If I understand it right, he has to drink a bunch of dye so they can pinpoint where to shoot the radiation when he starts treatments... something called a radioactive body scan. He doesn't get the bone marrow biopsy results until Friday afternoon. My middle brother and his wife are supposed to be there now. Hopefully they'll soon get good news to celebrate together. The difference in how they treat stages 1-3 are so different from the gloom and doom of a stage 4 prognosis.
Today is my weigh and measure day and I 'm happy to say there is less of me to love than there has been in quite awhile. I'm hoping the next 20 pounds comes off a bit quicker and easier than the first 19 has.... So far I'm down 2 sizes since mid-February with 2 more to go. I have visions of a picture of me in my fat pants once I reach my goal... only reason I'm saving a pair. I feel this is quite an accomplishment seeing as how we had 6 family celebrations and 2 church activities that center around food in the last 30 days.
Hubby has begun working on the garage conversion again. Maybe we'll get finished and get the house painted before school starts!
I'm on standby to keep my great-nephew when his mom goes into labor with his baby sister. That way both grandmothers can be present for the arrival of our newest member of the family. You should hear him try to say my name! Aunt Susan is not the easiest thing for a little mouth to say. Last night at my SiL's birthday he was trying to get my attention hollering something in toddler-ese with "oo" in it while he patted my leg.
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