Well, the courier earlier, and just now the visiting nurse, have come and gone. There will be another courier and another nurse this afternoon. It seems that every time my wife and I get a conversation started, there’s another knock on the door, another gadget planted in our living room, another robot demanding our immediate attention…
Being seriously ill is hard work.
There’s still the colon cancer to deal with, and then the broken hip–God knows how long this stuff will take. I still have a touch of chemo brain, which makes me forget all sorts of things I shouldn’t be forgetting. It’s hard to concentrate.
And it’s hard on Patty. Being the caregiver is always hard.
Keep the prayers coming, folks. We need them.