Sep 15, 2009 - 7:10 pm
About 9 am this morning, I thought about calling Lori's and my friend Cathy P. just to chat and give her a status. Cathy and her husband stored one of Lori's cars from March to July. I had not seen them since I was an in patient in Kansas City 6-10 July as they took care of my dogs during that time. Lori was back in California at her job.
I felt tired and laid down and the next thing I knew, my alarm clock was going off to get ready to go.
I ran into Cathy P. going into the hospital today. She is a breast cancer survivor of some 5 years. I briefly explained what was going on in my life at home, and she invited me out to their farm just to get away or to fish in their pond.
I am becoming more of the opinion that my wife, Lori, is firmly in the denial phase with my cancer. She doesn't want to know anything about it or my treatments. I'm lucky that she does flush my spare line on my Bard PICC twice each day. Any other discussion just makes her angry at me, so I don't say anything to her just to avoid confrontation.
I plan to discuss this with my chaplain friend in the next few days, but any ideas you, my friends may have, are appreciated.