Thats an oft repeated theme for me...for us. The days get longer (and I'm not talking about resetting your clock due to daylight savings) and the nights get shorter. I'm wide awake and working on work-work. I've got piles of home-work stuff needing attention but work-work has to take priority. Roger is crumpled into a pile of bones on the sofa across the room from me. I think we may just stay in the family room tonight and venture to real bed tomorrow. I just tried waking him and he is deep in Ambien fog so I'd rather not verbally and physically wrestle him to bed. While I'm a big fan of Ambien's effectiveness for helping Roger sleep, I'm NOT a fan of the complete fog and increased difficult, stubbornness it brings out of Roger. Especially when he doesn't really remember the next day. On Ambien, he gets spacey, confused, goofy, weird, and ...difficult. So I have this short window of opportunity to get him into bed before the full magic powers of Ambien kicks in. I think we'll be discussing this "wonder" drug with his pain management doctor later this week.
We were in southern Indiana for the weekend. The boat motor is very close to being completed. So, Roger wanted to be on hand incase the mechanic had questions about some of the parts Roger had previously taken off. It looks like one more weekend and then the moment of truth when the fire up the engine. Always a tense moment regardless of how talented the mechanic. And in this case, rebuilding the motor is literally like disassembling and reassembling a mini-cooper inside of a Ford Expedition. Literally the motor is about the size of the mini cooper and the motor compartment is about the size of the Expedition. So, we spent a chilly weekend down in Vevay Indiana. Mom and Dad came down for the day. Dad helped Roger with a few things on the boat and Mom and I hung back at the house and ran some errands.
We had a couple silly, funny moments this weekend which I told myself I was going to remember to post to the blog. And its either the late hour or maybe some of Roger's forgetfulness is rubbing off on me...for the life of me I can't remember what I was going to share. Hopefully it will come back to me.
Roger has been feeling so-so. He felt decent Friday but then crummy on Saturday and "ok" today. Up down up down. We've learned to ride the wave and look forward to the decent, ok, and even random good days whenever they present themselves. He commented this weekend he thinks he has increased tremors in his hands. He has had slight tremors for a while but now he thinks it has increased. That's not to say he can't hold a soda in his hand rather if he has nothing in his hands they shake slightly. Hard to say if this is aftermath from cancer or the fabulous (dripping with sarcasm) "treatment" we know as chemo and radiation. Sorry, I don't mean to suggest the treatment is bad per se....just that its sorta barbaric in that it beats the holy hell out of the poor patient. All this stuff...cancer, chemo, and radiation has beaten the holy hell out of Roger. I just bought him a new pair of pant and a new pair of shorts. We have gone from a waist of 36" at Roger's puggiest to now a very emaciated 30" waist. 235 lbs down to 134 lbs. I no longer even think about how close he is to my weight...vanity has left the building.
Ok, that's it. I really really gotta work on some work-work stuff. Oh and speaking of stuff. Nothing new on the sale of the boat. One of the two guys called. He wants to come see the boat. We are putting him off until the motor is done. Fate will be what fate is. Plus there is simply no reason to let the guy on the boat until its presentable.
Back to signing off. Hope all is well in your world. I wish our people endless laughter, love, and a general warm feeling of peace the same thing I wish for ourselves. All our love and more, a & a snoring r (just tried to spell check, damn blog program won't spell check - so....sorry for any misspellings, typos, or blah blah blah which doesn't make any sense. ta ta for now)
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