Dear Kids,
Poor Julie broke her leg and her ankle ice skating. She fell over a kid that was down, and it broke the tibia in her leg, plus her ankle, and tore some tendons. She’s having surgery tomorrow. The surgery couldn’t have been any sooner because of the swelling, which needed to go down. It will be at least a ten-week recovery for her. Poor girl! I’m sure she can use all of our prayers.
Book club will be this evening at 5 at our house. Be there or be square. Yes, I know Donna’s family will be in Pocatello for the superbowl, but the rest of us can have a good time together. We tried to reschedule book club for a day when everybody could be there, but it just didn’t work, with President’s Day next week, and Kim’s family mostly unavailable the week after that. Anyway, We’ll be discussing Because of Winn Dixie and Nora will be in charge. Kim’s family will be choosing the book for next month.
Then, we’ll be having Super Sunday on the 26th at Nora’s house, not Tom’s, with Allen in charge. (Tom will be in charge of Super Sunday in March.) Allen is living in Nora’s basement now. He hasn’t broken up with Jenn, but they needed to rearrange things. Al is going to pay rent by contributing to Addie’s mission, so that should work out really well.
I had a rough experience at the wound clinic on Monday. My regular wound doctor is out on paternity leave, and a nurse practitioner who has started working there tended my wound. She really scraped it hard, and it’s been hurting more than usual this week. I have to figure out how to avoid getting her again. I don’t want to hurt her feelings, but the clinic is supposed to help me feel better, not worse.
Tomorrow I go back to chemo. It isn’t so bad now that I know what to expect. I have some good library books piled up, so I should be able to entertain myself on my bad days. There are sisters in the ward, too, who are willing to visit me and keep me from getting too bored. I can always call one of them.
All together, life is really good. I love you all and pray for you every day.
Love, Mom