Not much to see here, keep on moving
It’s always good to declare you’re making a triumphant return to blogging and then not blog anything. Maybe next time I’ll make sure I have a list of blogging topics nearby so I don’t make the effort all for nothing.
In my defense, I wrote my last post while bored out of my mind watchng Mumsy get her chemo. And since I normally don’t get the thrilling job of sitting in a metal folding chair for 8 hours watching medicine drip, it might be a while before I have so much free time and inspiration.
This might be a good time to discuss how awesome my brother is for taking on the role of medicine-watcher and caregiver since this whole thing started. I just show up for weekend relief when I can. I’m not there every day and every night. I’m not going to endless amounts of doctors’ appointments and keeping track of which medications need to be taken when and then also making sure all the normal day-to-day stuff like cleaning and laundry are getting done.
Jim doesn’t like getting the kudos because he feels like people are surprised that he would help at all and does not like those “low expectations” placed on him. But the thing is that anyone taking care of a loved one who has just been through surgery and is fighting cancer seriously deserves a medal. And I guess when I see it all first hand, I feel guilty I’m not there more often and I am soooo grateful I have him to count on.
No matter what the outcome, today will be a very historic day. Don’t miss your chance to tell your grandkids your active role (that means you voted!) in the election of the first _some category that is not a middle-aged white man_ President/Vice-President.