Couldn't even pick my own color!

Had my “spigot” put in yesterday.  Non medical term for a “Port”  Spigot sounds better to me, since no ship is ever going to dock there.  Oh well, it went well, a bit sore, but I always like it when they juice you all up and you just don’t care.  Another bunch of very nice people took care of me.  Then we spent the evening with so many phone calls, and visitors and signs from loved ones.  We are so lucky and so blessed.  I attempted to get out of the house for a while and ran up to help the “Friends of the Theatre” folks get the program going to press on time.  What a great job Steve Hackman and Lora Budke did.  It was fun to be involved again.  So now I’m up once again in the middle of the night, worried about my first day of Chemo and Radiation.  Silly worries, like growing a third eye or glowing in the dark.  It’s that fear of the unknown that takes us down.  But I know I’m in good hands, His and some awful good doctors so let the fun begin!  Many thanks to Lynn and Bob and Karen and Bill for special reasons. We will see how the first day goes and hopefully I will be able to start my two new focus activities, playing my new Ukulele and learning German.