Day six.

Memorial Day. Gary felt good enough to watch our small town (and I mean very small) Memorial Day parade. We spent the afternoon at our good friend’s house, five houses down with some of our adult children who good make it. It was a good day. The sun was shining, we only (mainly I) only … More Day six.

Day five

Sunday. Streamed church. Our pastor prayed for us. We had dinner together. He napped. I cleaned and made to do lists for appointments. Five days. Hundreds of emotions. Thousands of fears.

Day four.

Cancer antigen markers within normal limits. Praise God. Now we wait on pathology. But for now, I get to bring him home. 🩷🙏🏻

Day three

Liver biopsy done. Now we wait. There’s something to be said for crying yourself to sleep. Is crying the right word? No, no it’s not. It’s more like a full body convulsion while not being able to breathe. So part Elaine and part Fear. I’d rather be laughing at Elaine dancing.

Day two.

More antibiotics via IV. More fluids, more of waiting. Biopsy was pushed back today to tomorrow now. MD’s want to get “ahead” of the infection. Which of course it makes sense?!? I’m not arguing that at all. What I am arguing is the fact I now have to wait another day to bring him home … More Day two.

May 20th, 2026.

Worst day of my life. My heart is broken. I didn’t see this wrench coming. Like my Dad always says, “Man makes plans, and God laughs”. Today I didn’t laugh. I cried. I cried when my husband couldn’t see me. I cried in my truck, I cried on my way to get him food and … More May 20th, 2026.