Another day of glorious weather

And I was sorry, for the first time in a long time, that I was unable to walk the 8/10ths of a mile to services. I really miss doing that most weeks with Heshy. It takes us about 20 minutes at a decent pace, we're all dressed up because it's Shabbat and we are on our way to shul. We talk the whole way (and if you know Heshy you know he's never at a loss for words) and we sometimes gain insight about each other on those walks.

The luncheon was amazing - over a dozen choices of food and lots of sweets and fresh, cut up fruit.

I noticed today that my fingertips are no longer as numb as they were before. That's really good news. And my koach (strength) has been increasing noticeably every day. While Marshall was taking his ritual Shabbat nap I was reading, I had no interest in trying to sleep.

I'm trying not to think about the appointment I have on Monday with Mike, my oncologist. At that appointment I will find out if the chemo did its job. As confident as I am that the news will be good, there's been an undercurrent of 'what if' in my head too.

Tomorrow morning I am using our second challah (braided egg bread) from Shabbat dinner and making french toast. No one has to leave before 10, we haven't done that in a long while either. I guess things are starting to get back to normal, but of course I can't look for work for a few months. It's kinda fun to be home and available to schlep kids and do the shopping and cooking when I feel well. I haven't been off work like this since Heshy started preschool when he was 2. He's now 8-1/2.

Oh, I also decided that I will not go to the retreat if it's raining. That would seem obvious, since it's best for me to avoid putting myself in the way of getting sick or rundown.