One day while talking to Rory over Alexa, she told me that my mom was using a "sander" on her. Huh? I chalked it up to her probably having low blood sugar at the time, maybe not quite awake, whatever. But then a day later I saw a machine similar to this in the house:
Yeah, I could see how she thought it looked like a belt sander. Glad that it's helping relieve some of her headache pains.
For those keeping track, we're at the end of her official "week off" from chemo, plus a few extra days "off" the week before. I don't think oncology is going to be too pleased when they hear how tired, sick, and low-energy she's felt this week. And by Friday she was reporting that it felt like someone was sitting on her, making it hard to breathe. (See the next post for more on that.) Major bummer that the week didn't go as scripted, since she was supposed to really ENJOY life during the week off.
Mid-day on Saturday was Kelsianne's first guitar recital. It was not something Rory would miss for the world, and her monumental effort to be up and attend paid off. Kelsianne was the first soloist of the night, and I caught sight of tears running down Rory's face. She was somewhat embarrassed about not being able to "keep things in check" but later confirmed they were happy tears. "Moving back to Utah was SO HARD, but now it's amazing to see the opportunities the kids have that they wouldn't likely have had back in Oregon." And after listening to Kelsianne practice "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" over and over and over, hearing and seeing her play so well in front of family and strangers without even appearing nervous at all was sweet music indeed.
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