Who needs luck.

Sitting here enjoying my raspberry popsicle and waiting for Mr. Pain Killer to kick in isn't that bad after all when I think back about today. The little book that Laura bought me, warned me that every day for a cancer patient will be different. So true. But did they really mean on the good side too. Jim and I enjoyed the ride to Radiation this morning and I felt pretty darn good most of the day. But the doorbell brought the best surprises. The UPS man brings us a box of goodies from our "die hard" friend and colleague, then the mailman brings wonderful cards that even included artistic humor. Then a group of visitors from work with beautiful flowers and extraordinary gifts and of course I can't leave out two beautiful young ladies very close to my heart carrying 3 chocolate milk shakes. All of this just to help me deal with that notorious approaching holiday called Thanksgiving and me with NO appetite. OH well, that will just simply help me focus on a more important part and that is the THANKS part. Cindy and I have so much to be thankful for as Thursday approaches, and it's just that much more apparent now.
God bless you all!.