Friendship comes in many shapes and sizes. Tall, short, young, old, Packers fans. My wife is my best friend. She is an incredible woman, mother and wife. She makes me a better person everyday. In return I mow the lawn, take out the garbage and occasionally empty the dishwasher. I realize it seems slightly lopsided. To that end I recently started making our bed in the morning. I’m trying to do better. Back to friendship. Many friends have called. Many have written. Some I have not heard from in many years. I am grateful for all of my friends. Even my friends who are Packers fans. Two great friends came to visit today. PJ and Gary. They brought friendship. They brought laughter. They brought Giordanno’s pizza. It was a great day. We didn’t do much. Great friends can do nothing together. At some point PJ played his 50th birthday gift. A song. His family gave him a song. Not just any song. A custom written song, all about PJ. His entire life set to music in a little ditty called rainbows and unicorns. It is excellent. Best gift ever from songfinch.com. You now know what to get me for Christmas.
It was a great day of friendship. A day that did not feel like the previous 23. I forgot all about the chemo. I still had to use nasty but necessary chemo cream but I felt almost regular today. Friends, laughter and pizza. Day 24. Another day closer to the end. Not much sleep last night and I fear more of the same tonight. The fiery pain interrupts sleep. It has been difficult to describe the pain. It feels like 100 simultaneous paper-cuts. Then nothing for a couple of hours. It comes in waves. It’s okay, I got this. It will be gone in a few days. There are many people out there dealing with much greater pain. Please add them to your prayers tonight.
I forgot to take a picture with Gary and PJ today. I feel bad. In its absence I have attached a picture of the three amigos…Gary is the short one. Also popped a splotchy face snap from today on here.
Time for some leftover pizza.
Day 24. Thanks for stopping by.