A very Ordinary day

Thursday is such a very ordinary day.

Walk in the park.

Weekly shopping.

Relaxed evening at home.

A flurry of emails, not so ordinary, as various people make last-minute plans for Sunday's rogaine event.

News that the grandkids did go out for trick or treat. Had fun, of course :-)

Well done parents :-)

To bed with Deb at a very ordinary time.

 No restless sleeplessness. Not till now, well after midnight, anyway.

Now I wake, get up, do some typing.

And that, too, is so very ordinary -- it's the way I have always operated.

It's hard, I think, to remember that I am officially palliative.

It's also hard to forget.

There's a shadow at the back of my brain. Reflected onto the back of my mind.

Yet I'm happy... in a very ordinary way :-)

Yes, I'm worried. A bit scared. When? not if.

The signature says, so what.

Sure, I'd rather not have the shadow but... as far as I can understand myself... I'm okay with,

So what :-)

half blind. half deaf. dying of cancer.
so what?
notdotdeaddotyet.blogspot.com :-)

Dr Nick Lethbridge
Consulting Dexitroboper