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(I wrote Mondays post, but was too tired to edit and put it up. So I have two in a row to enter at once.)

It’s Monday afternoon and all is well.

I feel much better today than yesterday. But the way I felt yesterday was my own doing. Friday and Saturday I kinda over-did it. Over-did it for someone like me anyway. Lol

Friday, my siblings and mom pushed me around IKEA in a wheelchair. That was fun. I wasn’t supposed to get up or push myself in the chair at all. There is, however, a problem with me (as Robert loves to say.) I don’t take many things sitting down. Hahah I shouldn’t have been there, but it made me so happy to be there together. IKEA is the amusement park of European home furnishing and décor. The Swedish Meatball Café is fantastically awesome. And Cheap! If you ever get a chance to check it out, you have to do the round at least once. Follow the Yellow Brick Road … (If you have ever been there you know what I mean.)

When we got home, I went right to bed. And spiked a fever. It took about an hour to get it down. It didn’t make any sense.

Saturday, Kelli and Tim had a housewarming party and family from all sides converged on their new home. The house is fantastic. I am so happy for them. A perfect place for a party. And we had a fabulous party, at that. It was a very nice day.

Every which way I turned someone was taking a picture of me. I have always shied away from photo-ops. I’ve never been comfortable with the way I looked. This time, however, I smiled each and every time until my face ached. I knew why they were taking all the pictures. It was weird, you know. The pictures were to remind them of me when I am no longer here with them. I wanted to scream, “Hey, I am still here, now!” But I understood.

Smile. Your on Candid Camera. . .

When we got home, I went right to bed. And spiked a fever. Again. It took about an hour to get it down. And again, it didn’t make any sense.

So Sunday, I made myself a permanent spot on the living room recliner. I kept myself sufficiently dosed with morphine and over the day I recovered from the previous two. I feel much better today. And I have solved the fever spiking mystery. This fever thing kept happening about twice a day. And as I finally figured out- about thirty minutes after I took the extended release morphine. The doubled dosage that I am now taking seems to raises my temperature as it’s kicking in. I will talk to the doctor about it on Wednesday. It might be something that happens because I also have Fibromyalgia. I tend to have weird reactions to things like this.  I’ve found, however, that a couple Tylenol at the same time keeps the fever at bay.  They were giving me Tylenol in the Hospital…

It’s getting late. Quarter‘a ten. I have been writing this all day on and off. And now I am sleepy. Pam and Anita are going back home in the morning. Pam is coming back within the week to stay and help us

I just rewrote that line over and over as I fell asleep again and again… night night.

Day 352– Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008

Pam and Anita flew out today. I am going to miss them. I miss them already. Pam, however, is coming back within a week to help us for a while. She wasn’t going to leave here, actually. But she has things at home that she needs to take care of and some things back in Florida that she wants here if she is going to stay a while. I had gotten used to the idea of her staying and I am kinda bummed that she went. She left her suitcase here, though, so I know she is coming back. Hehehe

Anita didn’t want to leave either. She wanted to stay another week. She stayed up all night painting my Hutch/Table. It’s beautiful. Just like her. Anita got me an electronic picture frame that holds up to 500 pictures. Holds all those pictures everyone took of me the last few days. While Anita painted, Pam reworked the pictures and loaded me up.

I slept most of the day because I was up and down all night with the girls. I had a hard time staying asleep last night. Tonight I might have to take something. Now they are all gone home. Mom and Joe and Anita and Pam. COME BACK!

In the Morning, I have to go to the clinic for blood work and a look-see. I don’t know what they are going to find when they look. I’m scheduled for Chemo next Wednesday. . .

I am not going to talk much more today. I will catch you up tomorrow after the clinic visit.

Tomorrow is another day.